hound has not left my side all day. this morning the very second ben got up hound climbed up laid his butt on ben's pillow and his head on my stomach (very gently). and that's about as far away as he's wanted to get all day. every truck that's gone by he's actually gotten up and growled in the direction of the window. normally, hound can't even be bothered to lift his head at such street noise. i'm not sure what gives here. since the addition of the pancakes hound and i have sort of been at odds - me angry with him because i'm always picking his fur out of their hair, and hound, in his own way, angry with me because sometimes (only sometimes) i forget to feed him breakfast until like 12:30. i have a lot on my mind, ok? anyway, between our frustrations with each other and the heat it's unusual he would be so clingy - trying not to read too much into it, which i've obviously already done.
he thinks i am crazy.
i think he senses i am going into labor soon, and that his sudden desire to follow me everywhere has nothing to do with the bacon in my pocket.