It's the little things - Sleepytime

I am often the last to fall asleep at my house.

Puppy Dog is gone within seconds of his muzzle hitting the cushion, and Fluffy Bear is often so exhausted from work that he is in cloudland before his head hits the pillow.

And then they start to snore.

It builds in volume, like a tide coming in and then, by some strange twist of fate, they start to harmonize.

It doesn't irritate me - quite the opposite.

It's a sweet moment that I treasure because this is the sound of my family, and it's my very own...

Snoranade....