sleep in

I like to sleep with the blinds open but the curtains drawn, because I like the soft morning light to wake me. I like to know when the new day has started. On the weekends, we let Grover and Hammy sleep with us (Grover normally sleeps on the floor and Hammy on the couch because we shut him out of our room - because otherwise he'll try to convince us to feed him all night - because he's a freak). When the sun has risen, Saturday morning usually finds Grover curling up on my pillow, his head right by mine. And yes, I know, if any of you read whatever article about pets carrying diseases that could kill you, so don't let them into your bed, well, we like to walk on the wild side, okay? Anyways, today, my shoulder was his pillow and the feeling of his little puffs of breath on my skin caused me to drift back to sleep. Now, I'm sitting at our desk, sipping chai tea, and thinking, "I love Saturday mornings."