Preaching to the choir

Mommy was right about how much cooler I would be after my haircut. I usually don't cuddle with Mommy overnight in the summer 'cause I'm just too hot. I just sleep on the cool floor. But last night, I was cool enough to sleep on the bed. In fact, I got so chilly, I got under the blanket like I love to do. I think Mommy loves it when I do that, too. She seemed really happy when she woke up and found me curled up right next to her.

But she might have been happy for other reasons. She kept using weird words I didn't understand, mojito and jello shot. Maybe those things had something to do with how happy she was last night...