Around 3 am there was a big crash from the living room
A second later I heard Weaver running up the stairs
There was the sound of breaking glass
I guessed she had knocked the Ocean is calling and I must go poster off the fireplace
But I couldn’t be arsed checking
Another second or two both Welsh terriers galloped up the stairs
Both frightened
Both needy
And moments later both had jumped onto my bed with Weaver bouncing in behind them
The Sound Of Music re imagined
We slept all together til dawn
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