Three in the bed and the little one said…

“Roll over, roll over.”

That was from one of my favorite books as a kid. And, I think of it every time I lay in the bed with the dogs, or see them all together:

Three in the bed.

I get up to go to the bathroom, and this is what I come back to. The dogs were not arranged that way when I got up. I swear. ‘Cause where would I have slept? No where.

In other news, it was nearly 50 degrees today. And that was super. I hope it gets to 60 tomorrow like they say it will.