What I wake up to.

7 days out of 10, this is what I wake up to. That's about the frequency that Glenn and I have shared a bed in the last year so Stella has gradually taken over his side of the bed. After she wakes up, she comes over to me for her morning belly rub. Is she spoiled or what?

Then she has to go poop outside in the snow/rain/cold though. That sucks.