Yoshi is an expert at begging. Or maybe my dad is just a sucker.
So last night I had a dream that my husband and I were at a hotel at some kind of concert and we brought Yoshi with us. I asked where Yoshi was and then I saw his nose poking out from under the bed. But when I lifted up the bed skirt there were like 6 corgis under there. (Normally, I would be overwhelmed with joy, but not in this situation.) So I grabbed each dog to check if it was Yoshi but none of them were him. With each dog I got to, I kept getting more and more devastated that it wasn’t him. I guess I ended up crying in my sleep because my husband heard me and had to wake me up.
Worst. Dream. EVER!
Good thing it was just a dream though. Cause Yoshi was right next to me when I woke up =)
No need for heated blankets or fancy schmancy socks when I have my own personal foot warmer right here <3