Some dogs chase balls. Some dogs chase squirrels. Abbi? She chases cozy. And after a long day of supervising the grooming trailer, investigating every single smell on her walk, and giving out her signature side-eyes to anyone who dared touch her squeaky pig—she’s earned it.

As the sun starts to dip and the last pup of the day heads home looking fresh and fabulous, Abbi knows what time it is: snuggle o’clock. First, she does her nightly routine— a few dramatic yawns, a circle or three on her favorite blanket, and then… plop. Right between us. Head on Dad’s chest, one paw draped possessively over whoever is closest, and a little huff like, “finally, some peace and quiet.”

There’s something magical about those moments. Her once alert ears go floppy, her little body melts like butter into the couch, and the only sound is her gentle snores mixed with the occasional sleep-twitch (probably dreaming of bacon… or Dad’s toes again). She’s not just resting—she’s recharging. This is the moment where the sassy chaos gremlin becomes the softest little lovebug on the planet. You’d never know that just hours earlier she was demanding treats with the intensity of a drill sergeant.

And let’s be honest—we look forward to it just as much as she does. No matter how long or messy the day’s been, that first warm cuddle from Abbi has a way of wiping it all away. It’s like she’s saying, “You did good today. Now sit down and let me love you.” So, whether it’s a full-on under-the-blanket cuddle puddle or just her curled up in the crook of your arm with her nose tucked in tight, these quiet little moments are what it’s all about. Because at the end of the day, she’s not just our pup—she’s our peace. Our weighted blanket with fur. Our reminder that there’s always time to stop, take a breath, and enjoy the simple joy of being together.

And if you’re lucky, she’ll even share the blanket.

(But not the squeaky pig. Don’t push your luck.)