Monday, September 10, 2012

3AM

I woke up scared and restless at 3AM. Without saying a word of request Gibson knew, and jumped into bed with me from his spot on the floor. He sprawled in the hollow place against my chest, curling his spine into it and I held onto him. I fell asleep to his long sigh and was grateful for the dog. When I woke up I was still holding on and he was still fast asleep.

I live with cats, have been raised with them, but never once has one came to me in comfort and then sighed into me as I held on for dear life.

The omission is noted.

22 Comments:

Anonymous iacowg said...

Hmmm, I see that at that 3am time when our mortality is staring us in the face, that you FORGOT YOU ARE NOT ONLY CLUTCHING A GOOD PUP, BUT THE BRASS RING!!!

September 10, 2012 at 10:20 PM  
Anonymous Barbara said...

I wonder what is about 3:00 a.m. awakenings.

September 10, 2012 at 10:21 PM  
Blogger KellyV (Kelly the Fifth) said...

I read once in a book that if you were over 25 and breathed you would have nights like this. I call them the midnight heebie-jeebies.

And yes - our dogs. They ask little and give us so much.

September 10, 2012 at 10:24 PM  
Blogger Crisy said...

Dogs know our hearts. I saw a bumper sticker one time that said "when you call a dog it comes...when you call a cat you get the answering machine" Im happy you have Gibson :)

September 10, 2012 at 10:44 PM  
Blogger Sharon said...

Jena, It is so wonderful when pets are so aware of our moods and needs. They just seem to come to our rescue, when we really need them. You are fortunate to have Gibson.

September 10, 2012 at 11:44 PM  
Blogger Bran said...

Sending positive, peaceful thoughts your way, tonight. Everything will be OK. Everything somehow always works out in the end.

-Brandi

September 11, 2012 at 1:09 AM  
Blogger use2bwilson said...

sounds very much like my heeler/aussie mix. he sleeps on his doggie bed where i can reach him by dangling my arm over the side ... but he senses my every mood and will jump into bed and snuggle when needed. i truly love how sensitive and in-tune with their people the herding breeds are. Gibson sounds like a sweetheart.

September 11, 2012 at 1:58 AM  
Blogger use2bwilson said...

sounds very much like my heeler/aussie mix. he sleeps on his doggie bed where i can reach him by dangling my arm over the side ... but he senses my every mood and will jump into bed and snuggle when needed. i truly love how sensitive and in-tune with their people the herding breeds are. Gibson sounds like a sweetheart.

September 11, 2012 at 1:59 AM  
Blogger Bovey Belle said...

Dogs are a great comfort Jenna and you obviously have a strong rapport with Gibson. We have always had half a dozen cats (or more!) at this house as there are so many waifs and strays which turn up at our door, unbidden.

They aren't allowed in the bedroom at night, but if I am unwell and have gone back to bed or laid down on the sofa, there will always be one or more snuggled up with me and purring happily. If it is little Lucy, she will be purring fit to bust and like Gibson, snuggled up close.

September 11, 2012 at 2:37 AM  
Blogger RamblinHome said...

Dogs just know...cats know, they just don't care. Now I love cats unconditionally, so I've accepted their Princess Complex (it's all about them!).

September 11, 2012 at 7:04 AM  
Blogger Michelle said...

He's a lovely boy, Jenna - I'm so glad that he snuggled up and helped make the dark less scary!

September 11, 2012 at 7:18 AM  
Blogger Kaitlin Torp said...

I've got speak up for the cats! (I love dogs too, mind you.) My cats always jumped in my lap when I was feeling extra down. I wouldn't have had a chance to test whether or not they would come to me at night because they always slept glued to my side. They followed me around the house so that they could always hang out in the same room as me. I never felt like I was missing out on critter love.

For every loving dog, I've known a just as loving cat. And for every aloof cat, I've known a dog that was a jerk. But I do understand that when you're attached to one, it sort of represents its whole species for you. The world would be less interesting without both dog and cat people.

September 11, 2012 at 7:39 AM  
Blogger Karen C said...

I actually had a cat when I was a kid who seemed to know when I was upset and would come sit next to me. How are there people who don't love an animal? Life would be so sad without my pup Moxie.

September 11, 2012 at 7:45 AM  
Blogger Karen Rickers said...

I sometimes think that dogs are bodhisattvas, spiritual beings ready to move on past physical form who stick around here on earth to help the rest of us and reduce our suffering. Dogs are so unconditionally loving.

And as Julian of Norwich said, "All will be well, and all will be well, and all manner of things will be well." If you need to, you can always pick up a part-time job in the area ... you are a woman of many skills. We're all rooting for you.

September 11, 2012 at 8:18 AM  
Blogger Missy said...

I agree with Kaitlin Torp. I like dogs, but I've never had a relationship with one like I have with cats. However, I've had cats for the majority of my life. I called/call my late cat, who died in November, my soul-mate because he was with me 16 years and knew when I was hurting and in pain. He never hesitated to come comfort me. He saw me through a tough divorce, another rough relationship, and many moves and transitions. He was always patient and strong. Although I have 3 great cats now, I miss him like crazy.

I think it depends on the individual animal. There is so much variation within the types of animals rather than between them. Animals that cohabit (or are in constant contact) with humans can develop such strong individual personalities. I think it's much like the development of different human relationships. Depends much on the essence of both parties.

Okay, I'll stop now before I get too anthro-geek. No one wants that. Glad you have a great furry companion to get you through the long tough nights. I know it's a nice thing to have.

September 11, 2012 at 9:42 AM  
Blogger MIB said...

Karen, I love your outlook on dogs.

I never had dogs that were allowed inside while I was growing up, and now I can't imagine not having a dog to hold tight to when I feel like I might drown.

September 11, 2012 at 10:03 AM  
Blogger Greentwinsmummy said...

I had a b.a.d moment on Sunday, I came home and I have never in my life been so glad to see someone as I was my beloved Bertie dog. In the hour that we then walked together, I gave my dog a bit more of my heart and I truly understood what it is to have man's best friend x So far Bertie sleeps in his own bed in the utility room, as to how cold my bedroom will be in the winter, ha we shall see if the hound gets promoted to the inner sanctum lol!
GTM x x

September 11, 2012 at 3:44 PM  
Blogger Carrie in Wisconsin said...

I totally get it! I've been house sitting for a friend and looking after her dogs. I got a little eeked out one night and went to crawl in bed and the dog came with! I never felt more comforted than having that pit bull mix between me and the door! Thank goodness for dogs!:)

September 11, 2012 at 10:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Speaking of dogs and especially the ones who steal(flea ridden sneakers) in close to me as I lie dozing, I want to know what you do or use to keep off the blasted bloody blood-suckers.

This schedule of "Rise and Shine Time" 3am seems to be more widespread than one would imagine. People talk. I went through this for about seven years! Then suddenly it stopped. I pondered on it much but now I ponder no more, except on this flea plague. Help! Somebody? Those popular "drops" are harmful and became useless...ssshhh, I think they are being "made in china".

September 12, 2012 at 7:41 AM  
Blogger Jenna said...

Annon: I have not used a single flea treatment in years, but I live north of boston as far as altitude goes! it's a bigger problem in warmer places. the only ticks I pulled were back in March. I think this was just a lucky year.

September 12, 2012 at 7:45 AM  
OpenID peihome said...

I woke up this morning in the wee hours, as well, but it was due to the coyotes howling and yipping just outside the house!
Kitties were already snuggled with me, but both dogs were on high alert, just begging me to let them outside!
Not a chance, but I always feel better with my dogs guarding hearth and home!

September 12, 2012 at 9:06 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yes. Dogs love us unconditionally and will always be there. I have also had the heavy sigh "hugs" from my dogs. They're wonderful. They're pitbulls. And I sleep with them. Or should I say they sleep with me. They'd take over the whole bed if hubby didn't have half!

KathyJ

September 12, 2012 at 12:43 PM  

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