I’ve already shared this on Scout’s Instagram page, but it’s too good not to repeat.
Scout often sleeps on my bed, but equally often will lie on a mat on the floor by my bed, with her nose sort of pointing underneath the bed. Last night I was woken just after 3 a.m. (side note: it was starting to get light outside – these days it’s only pitch black between 11 p.m. and 2 a.m.) by the sounds of scratching under the bed. I thought the dog was just rolling over or something, but then I heard a thump. I sat up and looked over the side of the bed. Over the course of the night she had shifted, and rolled, and managed somehow to get herself stuck fully under my bed. I don’t mean wedged in – there’s some clearance under there – she was just fully under the bed and not sure how to extricate herself.
Obviously, the first thing I did was to take a picture. I mean, come on. Then I tried encouraging her to come out, but she just wiggled about fruitlessly. I wasn’t going to grab her legs and haul her out, as that could hurt her. So I lay on my tummy on the floor in front of her and mimed dog-paddling, and lo and behold, she copied me and pulled herself out. And then lay back down on her bed and went to sleep.
It took me a while longer – it’s hard to get back to sleep after a full-on belly laugh with tears pourng down your cheeks.