Four Legged Smoke Detector

Every night our family has basically the same routine. The boys' go to bed, David, Star, Petey and I head up stairs to our beds shortly after. Star has the "run" of the house and Petey has graduated from total lock down (in his crate) to sleeping in his crate with the door open.

On this particular night I had just fallen asleep when I was awoken to Petey's face pressed on my side of the mattress whimpering. Honestly, I tried my best to ignore him, but he would not stop whining. So I got up thinking that he really must have to "go." Petey immediately went to Kaid's room instead of making his way to the stairs. Whining and spinning in a circles around my feet, Petey and I walked into Kaid's room. The smell of the heavy Pendleton Wool blanket "cooking" on top of Kaid's desk lamp was enough snap me out of my slumber. Needless to say, Kaid does not have a desk lamp in his room.

As for the black and white little dog who answers to Petey, Pete, Pee Wee, Peter Pan the dog who just wanted to be a boy and Peter Rabbit has made me even more thankful to have him in our lives.