It had been a long day in the Peabody household. Peabody was currently laying in bed, reading a parenting book, it was a good read and a big help to the beagle.
Peabody soon heard small footsteps outside of his bedroom door.
"Sherman?" He called out.
No response.
Fearing the worst, Peabody carefully climbed out of bed and walked over to his bedroom door, he slowly opened it and found Sherman standing.
"Sherman, what's the matter?"
Two year old Sherman pointed to the direction of his room and uttered, "Monster.."
Peabody picked up his adopted son and held him close.
"Sherman, there are no monsters in your bedroom, i assure you." He spoke softly.
Sherman didn't believe the dog and buried his face into his white fur.
Peabody sighed and walked to Sherman's room to check for any 'monsters'...
Upon entering his sons room, he sat Sherman on his bed and looked around the room, in the closet and under the bed and then he looked to the window and found it open.
"Ah. There's the problem." Peabody promptly the window.
"See Sherman? No monsters."
Sherman still tried to stay close to his father by walking back over to him.
"Alright Sherman, come on." he said.
Peabody helped Sherman onto his bed and quickly climbed on himself. He curled into a dog like sleeping position, allowing Sherman to crawl to him and curl into his side.
"Relax Sherman, no monsters will get to you so long as i'm with you."
Sherman was able to relax at last and fell asleep quickly.
Peabody smiled softly as Sherman breathed quietly, he always secretly loved when Sherman did these sorts of things. Even if he didn't admit it.