So I wake up this morning to hearing a cough. I thought that it sounded like Marley but when I looked to see if she was standing next to the bed or in the doorway as I often find her she was not there. So I tried to go back to sleep. I later hear the cough again and went to get up to see where it was coming from and Marley is beside the bed sleeping on the dog bed with the dog (BJ). I woke Paul up to tell him and we decided to take a picture and to just put another blanket on her so she would be warm and talk to her in the morning about it. I have attached a picture of the evidence. The funny thing is that my parents always found me sleeping in particular places about the house when I was growing up. It reminded me of myself. I would sleep next to the potbelly stove on the bricks, on the stair landing, and curled up on small trunks in my bedroom cubby. It's remarkable how much our children can be like us.
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