For some reason, Sushi has decided that 10pm is bedtime. and somehow that little stinker KNOWS when the time comes. How she knows the time is beyond me, but she would go stnad at the doorway to the bedroom, stare at me until I make the mistake of looking directly at her. She would bark and bark running back and forth towards the bedroom, as if telling me: "mom....don't you realize it's bedtime?????...mooooommmmm..." And when I make the announcement "Sushi, it's bedtime", she runs to the bed, and she HAS to pick up a cheweie or a toy or something on her way and bring it to bed with her. I have no idea why, but there's no way she would go to bed without bringing something to cuddle with. Then she climbs right on top of my chest, with whatever she brought to bed, and passes out. so so cute. |