It is the dog toys I trip on, and a furry little yorkie who gets under my pillows and leaves me with NONE. I just dont have the heart to make her come out of that nice warm spot. I end up with my head flat while she snoozes under them. I then have a furbaby at my stomach and a furbaby at my feet. All while the human children sleep on their own down the hall. How funny when you really think about that
