Speaking of Alaska...what is the governor up to now? I digress. Back to the dogs, well, maybe it wasn't much of a digression, the Ididoran in Alaska is a dog race.
This past week has been exceptional. I offer that in the kindest of ways. You see, the dogs choose to sleep, whenever they want to sleep, wherever they want to sleep, and it isn't always from 10 p.m. to 6 a.m., straight through. We are far from that these days. As I pen this post it is absolutely silent in the house for all 6 are peacefully resting, zonked, not a snore or snort, not a wiggle or woggle among them. And, I'm bloggy-eyed, or is it groggy-eyed, from their night time antics. They shift, they half-dozingly snarl, they vie for the best Nylabone, they pace, and by 4:12 a.m. they are bored so start wondering what's going on outside. Of course they must go see and that means a nudge, a head-butt, a paw push towards one of us.Just look at this baby...
Baxter is representing all of them. I wouldn't dare risk waking them, would I?
2 comments:
Love the picture of you and Ed. Hmm I have a cat that is the same way!
Maybe if you woke them up during their naps, they'd be more inclined to sleep through the night.
I don't know how I ever learned so much about everything. My problem now is, I know so much, it's hard to find more places to store new information.
There is no fee for these services at the present time, but if my job should go astray, I may have to rethink this.
Anonymous (I forgot my user name and my password to post this wry bit of wit. Thus it may enter the black hole of space on a time continuum of infinity.
P.S. Anne has a cat that looks like you and Ed?
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