He's a good man. He kept my feet cozy all night last night as he sprawled across them while I slept.
Ryan and I are, however, waking up several times a night to nagging, tickling dog hair stuck to our faces as the fan blows the ever-shedding stuff directly onto our heads. I feel like I am constantly walking through a spiderweb. It's superb. Really.
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The No Doubt reference was completely unintentional. I swear.
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