The bedside lamp is turned off.
I roll over to go to sleep.
Within seconds, Lucky the dog is snuggled tight in the bend of my knees. No matter where he is on the bed or in the house, the minute the light goes off and I roll over, he moves in to his spot. He doesn’t stay there all night but he stays until I am asleep and that is enough for me. He is my guard dog, my protector. And I am the Lucky one.

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