Buried alive

As I lay on the couch to write,  I find myself buried alive.  I’m not buried alive in work, stress or housework.  Okay, well I am but that’s not what I’m referring to. 

Right now, I’m buried alive in dogs. That’s right, dogs.

Bella and Maggie are determined to absorb all of my stress through the process of osmosis.

Maggies laying across my legs and Bella is laying across my waist. They’re sorta like a 125 lbs of weighted blanket. 

I can understand why Lizze and the boys find comfort in this. 


Rob Gorski

Full time, work from home single Dad to my 3 amazing boys. Oh...and creator fo this blog. :-)
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free weighted blanket- score!!!  had dental xrays last week and when they put that radiation apron on me I suddenly totally got the idea of the weighted blanket.  Didn't want them to take that thing off!!


@jjean3940 it is relaxing. That's for sure.