My mom sent this to me, and it seemed especially relevant considering the last couple nights:
Dog’s Bedtime Prayer
Now I lay me down to sleep,
The king-sized bed is soft and deep.
I sleep right in the center groove,
My human beings can hardly move.
I’ve trapped their legs, they’re
Tucked in tight,
And here is where I pass the night
No one disturbs or dares intrude,
‘Til morning comes and “I want food!”
I sneak up slowly to begin,
And nibble on my human’s chin.
For morning’s here, it’s time to play:
I always seem to get my way.
So thank you Lord, for giving me,
This human person that I see.
The one who hugs and hold me tight,
And shares their bed with me at night.