At 6:30am I wake to thump thump thump thump.
This is Danica's tail again the wall, eagerly waiting for me to get out of bed and spend the day entertaining her. So I get up to let them out for pees, and go back to bed.
No deal says the dogs.
Tails thumping. Tongues licking. I hear them pacing back and forth in the bedroom.
Kevin is still asleep.
So I finally cave. I'm not going back to bed. I get up, grab a banana, and head into the computer room to do a little emailing. After 20 minutes, I look around. Where are the dogs.
Sleeping on the bed with my husband, calm as they never are.
Rotten dogs.
1 comment:
Just like little kids who just want to kick one parent out of the big, warm bed so they can sleep a little longer - in the middle of said big bed, crowding out the remaining parent in bed.
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