Happiness is Sleeping with an Animal.

Maybe I’m still on Santa Paws time, but after a day fraught with conflict and repressed anger, I am happy that I have three small dogs snoring in my bed.  There’s something so completely serene about all three of them snoozing away, Milton under the covers, Mona with her legs in the air, and Veronica languishing like a diva in the quilt.  I figure it’s like yawning.  You know how when somebody yawns, you yawn, too?  I think the complete lack of tension is catching.  It’s very hard to be tense while you’re watching a puppy chases rabbits in his sleep or an old dog sigh and smile while she snoozes.  

Of course, it doesn’t have to be a dog.  Could be a cat.  Or another animal.  Maybe Chris Hemsworth.  You choose.

What made you happy this week?

56 thoughts on “Happiness is Sleeping with an Animal.

  1. I feel like I’ve got some of my reading mojo back (I’m not mentally throwing each book against the wall unfinished) so that feels good.

    I taught a class by myself (ESL) and it went really well, so that reinforced the feeling that this is something I want to do and I’m good at. Most days I teach with a co-teacher and I like her a lot (both as a teacher and a friend), but I think we’ve fallen into a bit of rut teaching together and neither of us is growing. Teaching by myself helped remind me how much I truly enjoy this.

    And, I mean it’s so routine for me to say this, but cookies! Youngest son and me scooped and froze the dough for a double batch of gingersnaps. They are my absolute favorite Christmas cookie and I only make them at Christmas time. Youngest is in a real “I want to help with everything” and “I can do it myself” mode lately and as much as it drives me crazy sometimes, I’m happy to see it and want to encourage it.

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    1. * Youngest son and I (sigh) I try not to be a grammar pedant (even towards myself), but I can’t believe I missed that one.

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      1. Make the dough early for convenience sake. I give out cookies as holiday gifts to about 2 dozen people and bring it to holiday parties.
        I’ve learned making cookie dough and stashing it in the freezer is the way to go. Then I just pick a school day in late December and bake until it’s time to pick up the kids.🎄🎄🎄🍪🍪🍪😁

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  2. I have a confession to make I’m the one who rips recipes out of magazines at the doctor’s office. I know, I know I can take a picture with my phone or look up the recipe in Google but what’s the fun in that. One day the magazine police will stomp on my parade but those thumbprint cookies with pictures of variations rolled in colored sugar or colored sprinkles and chocolate jimmies or chopped nuts with jam gets to me. After a week that started off as a snafu when going to get the inspection sticker for my car and realizing I didn’t have the registration in the glove compartment we had to make a side trip to the dreaded registry. For two months I’ve been driving without a paper registration. Yikes!

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    1. I drove for three months once without a valid driver’s license, and had been in four different states during that time (not normal for me, just weird timing). I’d totally missed the snail mail reminder, and only realized it had expired when I needed to rent a car while mine went to the mechanic for recall issues. If it hadn’t been for that, who knows how long I would continued in my life of crime!

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      1. I can top that. I drove on an expired license for a couple of years. It was trying to get a rental car that made me realise too. Oops.

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      2. I was driving on expired tags because when I bought the car, the dealer got the tags and put them on.

        And neither one of us noticed that instead of the numeric month being a 6 for June, it was put on upside down and became a 9 for September. So for three months, I thought I was good and they had just mailed my registration super early than actually opening it and checking it.

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  3. A long, hectic work week but two significant projects completed. One more due next week and then hopefully, the pace will slow down as we get closer to Christmas. I had a lovely morning craft sale hopping with a friend. I ran into two previous colleagues and had nice chats with them. Cookie production is underway – 2 batches of mocha crinkles baked and ready for the freezer.

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  4. Finishing reading Daemon Voices by Philip Pullman, which was terrific – collection of essays, talks and articles he’s written about his own work and writing and reading over the years. Managed to start blogging again, and I think my writing mojo is returning. Things have gone wrong since I lost my mojo with the book of my heart and I think I am beginning to see how to start all over again and get it better this time.

    Basically – have carved out some recovery time after a really hectic and stressful 3 weeks and am feeling much better. Plus, keep thinking how extraordinarily lucky I am to have a job which means reading amazing books and sharing them with younger readers.

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  5. I hope the conflict and anger-inducing stuff has died down, Jenny.

    I definitely approve of sleeping with an animal or four (although I would settle for Chris Hemsworth in a pinch–I’m good that way).

    That was one of the toughest parts of losing Magic and Mystic in January and Minerva the year before. They all had slept with me for years–Magic right by my head, Mystic by my feet (thankfully not ON them, because he was huge), and their mom up against my hip. No, I couldn’t move, but I didn’t care. When they were gone and I was down to Angus, who never slept on the bed with me, I knew I had to get more cats ASAP or never be able to sleep again. (Apparently Chris was busy.)

    My happy this week is that Harry Dresden seems to be fully recovered or nearly so from whatever had him sick enough last week to be hospitalized for 4 days. No more fever, finally back to finishing his food, albeit slower than before so he might still have a bit of a sore throat. Playing with the others. Whew. Broke, but definitely happy.

    Also got some good news which I can’t share yet, but which was very happy making.

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      1. I am so happy Harry is doing better! After losing three fur kids in such a short time you need good news. I lost several fur kids (old age, cancer, kidney failure) in a similar time frame a few years ago so I feel your pain.

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  6. I’ve bounced around all week on the happiness scale. My big problem was that something didn’t feel right (mentally, not physically) and I kept telling myself it was nothing, and then getting angrier and angrier and telling myself I wasn’t. And then the last straw arrived, and there was wreckage everywhere because I hadn’t just said, “No.” Argh. So writing a happiness post today was either going to be about Facetiming with good friends (thank you for being there, Krissie) or sleeping with dogs. That was all I had. ARGH. Do not repress anger, Argh People. Seething is bad for your health.

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    1. It’s how crimes of passion occur and tends to wear down your teeth with all the grinding, though one or two people with enough self control manage to turn into a murder mystery career (not recommended, but kudos to them for managing to turn it into something positive:) )

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      1. OH that’s me. I have some lovely stories brewing. Small town politics is enough to turn the sanest person into a murder. Luckily, I get enough satisfaction from killing people on the page.

        Right now there are two people that definitely need metaphorical killing.

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  7. First, I am with all of you about the joy of cookies. I haven’t started my holiday baking yet, but just thinking about it is making me happy.

    Sleeping (or reading, or typing) with animals is always good. When we needed new cats last time, I wanted a cuddler because my previous beloved cats weren’t. Boy did I get one, and it makes me very happy. That deep, contented sigh when he settles down next to me is so touching.

    Is it a midwestern thing that we don’t just say “no”? My best wishes for wreckage abatement and resolution into a better place.

    Generally trying to go with the flow and embrace what the universe offers. DH is fussing with connections while replacing a piece of audio/visual equipment that died (and no, I can’t get any more specific than that – I understand none of it). There is much swearing, but I know he is actually enjoying himself. I am about to make coffee and eat my cherry and almond flour muffin, so all good here.

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  8. I just spent half the night coaching (via texts) my son through caring for a dangerously drunk roommate. My son doesn’t drink but unfortunately this roommate drinks to danger levels once a semester or so. Roommate is now fine, son and I slept late. Sleeping in is a luxury that I love. Now I will go plant bulbs, possibly 200 of them if the weather stays nice

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  9. Managing to get to my brother’s 60th down in Worthing, despite all my wobbles this week. Also finally finding the last bit of his birthday present a few hours before the do. Spending time with friends and family. And having a late breakfast at a beach cafe this morning, and watching all the kite surfers.

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  10. I made blondies today, had to use white chocolate buttons and milk choc chip and sub in some white sugar, but still pretty nice.

    Some of the white chocolate buttons melted and stuck to the base of the pan and I was forced to eat them with a teaspoon.

    So a good day

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  11. Being able to look at the screen long enough to write today after being shut down completely with vestibular neuritis combined with a concussion has made me happy today. But snuggling up with two cats has made the enforced home/no screen time bearable. 🙂

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  12. I pulled the last Christmas tree topper out of storage and decided to add a bit more to it and out of no where my cats appeared: one on my lap and the other at my feet. You cannot really do hand-sewing with cats around, particularly if you are using gold thread (it is too, too fascinating) so we read instead.

    I appear to have broke my toe this week. I say appear because the soonest the clinic my doctor belongs to can schedule me in, is in two weeks. I am wondering why I need an assigned GP at all as my insurance requires. If you want to see your GP for an annual review the two weeks or four is not big deal. If you want immediate consultation, good luck. Your option then is Zoom Care and a physician’s assistant who may give a totally wrong diagnosis (this happened to my husband with an eye problem which turned out to be potentially very serious so I am not sold on Zoom Care). But I have broken my toes before so I know what to do, if that is indeed what the problem is.

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    1. Did you say “I hurt my foot” or “I broke my toe?”

      And why wouldn’t they send you to the ER to get it strapped?

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      1. Supposedly I have a regular clinic so I have someone to consult when faced with life’s little emergencies: a broken bone, the flu that really turns out to be pneumonia, a bad cold that turns out to be an asthma attack. If I have a regular doctor or clinic, why should I have to sit in ER for 2 to 3 hours and end up paying $200 (hospital co-pay). What I can’t figure out is why they could not fit me in with someone. Even I know if you have a broken toe, the doctor is going to have a nurse tape it to the toe next to it. An office visit is a low profit visit for the clinic. An annual physical is a higher profit visit for the clinic.

        So I taped it myself, saw no one. It still hurts and has developed a weird looking bulge on the side, where the bone is probably healing crookedly. Had I booked the appointment it would still be 9 days away. And if I wanted the toe straight they would have to break it again and re-set it. Thankfully my husband does not have a foot fetish or I would be toast.

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  13. My cat cuddles but only when I am alone in the bed. As soon as Husband shows up, she is out the door. The Bassett was a cuddler but he can’t get up in the couch anymore, so he sits at our feet and stares at us with sad Bassett eyes. The with a loud and heavy sigh, he plops down
    on his bed

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    1. Can your bassett climb stairs? I petsit for one of my coworkers who has those little stairs you can put next to your couch/bed/etc for her French bulldog, Jojo, so that Jojo can climb them when she wants to get onto the couch.

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  14. I don’t have a dog to sleep with but I always enjoy looking after my grand dog. He’s a big baby and a good cuddler. Today I got out the menorah as tonight is lighting of the first candle. The menorah is a Noah’s ark and all animals hold a candle, the first one is a dog. Of course!
    Happy Hanukkah to all who celebrate!

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  15. I now have six, count ’em six, cats and they all sleep on the bed with me. Three are still somewhat small (about half grown), so everyone fits, and in theory they should all fit even at full size — I’m not a terribly big person, and it’s a double bed — but everyone wants to be nearest my head, so they’re all jockeying for position between my hip and my neck. Except for the almost-twenty-pounder who likes to sleep on my feet, which isn’t the best thing for my bones. But once they settle down, the weight is comforting, and the body heat is good in the winter when I keep my thermostat ridiculously low.

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  16. Since our return from Australia and the dogs’ sojourn in kennel, Petey the terrier has taken to snuggling in my lap expecting strokes and hugs. This new behavior happens late at night when I stay up reading in a quiet house. I figure he does this because he’s happy to be at home once more or – and this second explanation is what I favor – a kennel staffer treated him to lap time over the 17 days we were gone.

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  17. Quilling & knitting & cat cuddling. Didn’t quite get to happiness levels, but at least entered a flow state several times. I’ve been feeling old, tired, unwell, and worried about my kids.

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  18. My two little dogs sleep with me. They start under the covers but Oreo tunnels out during the night because she gets too warm. I often wake to find her practically sleeping on my head.

    She has just asked to be in my lap – it’s as though she knew I was typing about her.

    The unfortunate part of dogs in the bed is that I tend to get too hot. I’ve fallen out of bed twice because I was moving away from the heat source in my sleep. It makes for some very interesting dreams about falling.

    the human brain is a wonderful thing.

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  19. I have two cat beds on my bed (queen size) and Lily (large, fluffy, gray, and not a cuddler) has claimed both of them. It doesn’t matter that she can’t sleep in both at the same time, she won’t let Fergus (smaller, black, and a cuddler) use either of them. Fortunately he prefers to sleep on my legs, at least as long as I can stay in the correct position for it. Then he curls up by my side. Between the two of them I get to have nearly 1/2 of the bed to sleep in!

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  20. I sang in a couple of concerts and sang the solo part of a Donizetti Ave Maria with chorus, and it was lovely, If I do say so myself, to use my training. And now have whole day off tomorrow, which I will fill with things, but nothing scheduled. Heaven.

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  21. It’s Take-The-Daughter-To-Dinner-and -Shopping Sunday. What made me happy all week? I don’t remember. What made me happy today? In the last store we were in (Big Lots), there was this little snowman. I asked Jen, “So what would make you happy?” (None of the tree skirts under $20 were at all acceptable, is what prompted the question.) The little snowman asked, “So what would make you happy?” I turned to the snowman. “Are you talkin’ to me?” “Are you talkin’ to me?” “Shut up” “Shut up” “YOU shut up.” “YOU shut up.” Little snow dude and I got the giggles. Now he’s on my desk at home, and he’s coming to work on Wednesday, my next workday.

    Other things made me happy. I distinctly remember being happy. This is the one that stands out.

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    1. If I’m not more careful, I’m going to be banned from Christmas Shopping.

      So, I have had much fun with my l’il snow dude. So I go back to the store, see, and I take two snow dudes on the shelf and make them face each other. I turn on the first one, and say, “No, YOU shut up!” then immediately turn on the second one, and walk away.

      I heard a lot of laughter behind me.

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  22. My happiness is another work week done. I get Monday through Wednesday off before I start all over again. I celebrated with a margarita, which makes me silly. Tonight I will stay up late catching up on tv shows so I can sleep in tomorrow.

    I have two cats that tolerate each other. Joe is a big lug who adores my daughter, he will sleep with her. I get Daisy, the crazy by day and cuddly by night cat. She keeps my feet toasty. I love the furry companions.

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  23. Happiness this week was some serious face-to-face time over the weekend with good friends. We laughed until we cried and had a wonderful visit. The drive home yesterday was a little tense as the highway was not in great shape but everything agreed to do 80 km/hour so roughly 50 mph but that’s a good 40 km slower than people usually drive on that road so it was a significant slowdown.

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  24. Got to fly to Texas and drive my niece to a horse show. Lovely animals, but not ones I’d want to sleep with.

    In the car my niece regaled me with a reddit thread on terrible jokes. Like, “My new thesaurus is terrible. Not only that, it’s also terrible.”

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    1. When I was a little girl my mom would often find me sound asleep curled up in the front legs or on the back of a horse whom I had decided to nap with. She always said they looked so grateful when she picked me up so they could stand. Horses are not meant to be off their feet for that long.

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  25. I’m so happy Nov. is over. It’s always a busy month but it was so much more frustrating than usual this year. The most relaxing thing about Nov. was Thanksgiving! So I”m happily moving on to December.

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  26. UPDATE: my husband reported there indeed was a kennel cuddler for Petey and Shredder while they were in jail/spa for 17 days. “I’m going to miss them,” she said.

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  27. Happiness was being caught up with the admin work. Just a wee bit left to go. Yeah, doing a happy dance. Went to the Christmas market yesterday. It’s become a tradition now. We went to the Christmas markets when we were in Germany many years ago.

    Saw a beautiful brown standard poodle on Friday. Oh the yearning for another dog is tugging at my heart. My friend broke down and adopted two rescue cats. One is a little kitten. She had her last cat for 19 years, the same length of time we had our dog.

    Maybe this coming year, a new dog. My granddaughters will be over the moon.

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