Sleeping with Peanut

I, along with my sis and late mom, are neat freaks and feel easily queasy in damp, smelly and dirty surroundings. Well, I can almost "see" my mom turning in her grave when we got little Peanut.

I remember telling my hubby that I will never allow an animal in our bed -- never! But when Peanut came, tiny as a rat, helpless and clingy, I couldn't help myself. I had to give in! She cried all night and only stopped when I placed her in bed, on our pillow. Yeah, don't tell me -- I was the one trained ;-).

Well, after 1 year and 2 months, Peanut has found her fave spots on the bed and the best one is curled on top of my huggie pillow (covered by our blanket), right inside my curve, her butt facing my face (farts and all).

So how do I manage with all the fur and other unmentionables? Let's just say I've mellowed down and just change our bed sheets more often. Sigh...