It’s moving on 1:00 AM and I’m finally winding down for the night with my little snuggle bug, Bailey, tucked in next to me; Harrigan is at my feet, Erma on the floor by the bed, and Chief is in the hall.

I had several wonderful teaching moments that were absolutely invigorating. My evening walk helped me relieve some of the built up energy founded from the excitement.

The fireworks were sounding, again, tonight and a number of them sounded like canon-fire. I had to move the dogs inside as they became frantic. This nightly display of inconsiderate immaturity is becoming a bit much.

Little Bailey is nudging me, her invitation (command) to embrace her to begin our sleep.

Yes, Bailey actually sleeps on my pillow.