Many of my friends are hesitant at best to contact me on weekend afternoons, and they have good reason. See, I’m a weekend napper, and it is widely known that I love a good snooze. My husband, Joel, is very supportive of this habit, mainly because he can kick Eleanor and Beatrice in with me and he has a few hours of peace. From all three of us.

Many people wonder why I nap with dogs, particularly young dogs. True, there is a bit of a wrestle in getting everyone to lay down at the beginning, but then…silence. Deep breaths. Snuggles. Closeness. I find meaning in those 90 minutes, of Eleanor curling up behind my knees while Beatrice keeps watch on the door. Sleeping with my dogs solidifies us as a pack.

This is my friend Liz. She and her husband, Mike, have a pet-sitting business, so this explains the shocking amount of dogs in this photo. For the record, this makes them good businesspeople, not future dog hoarders. She makes a point of laying down on a regular basis with as many dogs that want to join in the snuggle. It helps everyone to get along, gives her some much-needed rest (that many dogs is a lot of work!), and it makes the dogs feel right at home. Obviously, she’s doing something right. For the record, I count five napping canines in this photo.

Liz at Rest II --photo Mike Altman

Liz at Rest II
–photo Mike Altman

And if you’re looking for Liz, she’s probably off napping with the dogs. She claims to need more practice. Don’t we all!