I awoke this morning with the Fat Man standing over me with his giant forearms mere millimeters away from my face and Pasha Bey standing teeth bared ready to attack. In my less than optimal mental state it took me several moments to deduce what my boys were arguing over…

Last night, my coughing was annoying Truck. After pushing me several times with his paws did not get me to stop coughing, he got and went to sleep in his room on the other side of the house. Pasha immediately took up the spot Truck had vacated agin me, thus providing comfort to his ailing mother for a brief period. Pasha it seems can stay in one place for more than 3 minutes without getting restless. I fell asleep early and woke only to let boys out for their regular 4:15 am inspection of the back yard, after which both amicably curled up on either side of me. Since I decided to take the off to recover, I slept much later than normal…

Truck made a quick move to bite Pasha in the neck, but Pash was expecting it and backed down. Truck would allow Pasha nowhere near the bed, but after a few minutes Pasha was distracted from saving me by a squirel he spotted out the window. Truck was acting like a lion guarding his kill. He knew that I was weak and he was looking for a chance to take over the pack. I believe if I would have slept an hour longer, Truck would have taken a bite out of me.