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I can’t remember since when Lexie decided that she should sleep on my bed. No matter how comfortable I made her bed, she won’t sleep in it. At 11pm sharp, she goes to my bed. Good thing is that she picked up the other end of my bed, my foot area, to be her place. I feel like, ok, you’re not bothering me, so fine, be there. But one night, for absolutely no reason, she insisted on sleeping on my pillow. With her head next to mine, she snored right into my ears. I moved her to her place, but she came right back. I then tried to push her away, she inched back even closer. Frustrated, I said to her, “Lexie, move! You can’t sleep wherever you want, okay?!” She stared at me for a second, got up, turned around, and set herself comfortably again on the pillow, this time with her butt right against my face! |
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