To be honest, having a good day today wasn’t in the books. I knew this at 12:30 a.m. when I kicked Sully out of my bed for the first time. I’m not sure why the adorable pile of curls decided to sleep with me last night, but he did.

When Paco was still alive, and I kept the guest bedroom door closed, Walter used to sleep with me whenever he stayed over. Once that guest bedroom was open Walter decided that guest bed was his. He’s no dummy.

Sully, however, wanted nothing but me. Kinda. Because he growled and pre-barked every time I moved last night, which woke me up. I kicked him out of bed twice, but he was adamant that he needed to sleep on top of my blanket right next to my legs, preferably resting against them.

Woof. It was a shitty night of little sleep. The day greeted me with a sinus headache. Then there was the urgent unplanned project that needed be done as soon as possible though I had other things to do. Then there was the inability to write anything because tired.

But I did get that cute Prince Funko Pop!, so there’s that.