I woke up in the middle of the night (4am) to the sound of my dog (Bruce) barking at something. He doesn’t usually do this. My mind immediately filled with thoughts of someone trying to get into my home.
I launched out of bed and creep-ed downstairs. Bruce was about half-way down looking toward the door. I reached my hand down to let him know that I was okay. All of his back hair was spiked. My heart beat a little faster. I reached the front door with my faithful steed by my side… and peeked out the window. Nothing!
Ok, this is good.
Next, I made sure that my door was locked (it was). And we walked to the back door. Looked out. Again Nothing!
I kneel-ed and hugged my dog. I love him!! I told him that he was the best and a very good dog. And we went back to bed.
He curled up by my feet until I went back to sleep. I would like to believe that he was thinking, “Amie, I’m watching out for you.”
That made me feel good.
