I woke up early this morning around 4 a.m., and the house was dark and quiet. I knew the dog was lying on the floor when I went to sleep, but I couldn't see her. She usually spends half the night with me, and half the night with Mr. G.
Sometimes she snores as loudly as two people and other times, like this morning, she's so quiet, I can't even hear her breathing.
I rolled over and said, "Are you there, dog?" and I heard the quiet thump, thump of her tail on the carpet.
I went back to sleep. All was well in my world.