When our grandsons stayed overnight, we’d pull out the sleeper bed and they’d have warmth and quiet privacy. But Daisy knew that morning meant they’d soon be waking up. Here she’s next to Nicholas, looking for signs of life. Almost like kids on Christmas morning wanting their parents to get moving. Daisy wasn’t overbearing, but she merely let the grandsons know that when they were ready to pet her, she’d be available.