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This morning I was half asleep and trying to decide if I wanted to wake up or go back to sleep for an hour, when I heard a strange noise in the living room. Something had dropped and clattered to the floor. So I started to wake up and figure out what caused the noise when I heard another sound similar to the first. All the dogs were accounted for in the bedroom, but they had heard it, too, and were sitting up, alert. Another strange sound, more like a thump or a clump, and I realized there must be a little boy going through his toy box in the living room. We weren’t expecting any little boys today, but for some unknown reason there he was, in the living room, in pajamas, trying to play quietly and not disturb us from our sleep. Once he saw us, stumbling aorund in search of a bathrobe and slippers, there was a huge grin and a hug, and off we went to the kitchen to fix some breakfast.