04/14/2026
Sometimes I just sit and watch him sleep. Full-on stare at him snoring on the couch. Little twitches. Paws moving like he's dream-running. That deep, content snoring that means he's completely relaxed. And I just feel this overwhelming pride. Like "I did that. I created that peace." He's fed. Safe. Comfortable. So content he's snoring in the middle of the afternoon without a care in the world. That's my job done right. He's not stressed or scared or hungry. He's just... happy. And asleep. And snoring. And I'm sitting here getting emotional about snores like a complete psycho. But that's parenting.