I can't say I'm not a morning person, but when I haven't been sleeping well (see the job fiasco) I tend to like to sleep as late as possible. Well if you call 5:40am late......
This morning I woke up at 4:00 and laid there and fretted and stewed about work and insurance and what will this all end up costing us......took me almost an hour to fall back asleep. If you're a wiz at the new math like I am....that left me 40 mins of sleep. The buzzer went off way to early but I staggered up and out of bed. Hit the potty and let the little dog out of her kennel. It's potty time for her too!
So we head out back and I actually went part way out with her. For a June morning it was colder than a witch's you know what, so I stood back. She took one look north and made a beeline. Now this is typical....the bunnies hide over on that side of the house. Her and the fat dog have made it a game of catch the bunnies, which neither one is fast enough to actually catch one, but they have puppy dreams all the same. I didn't think much about it, but little princess didn't come back. Hmmm...I looked out the sunroom window and didn't see her. Then the bushes wiggled. Okay, she's under the bush, huntin' wabbits (eehhhhheeeee). I waited another minute, then called her. No Sammie. Hmmm....so I wandered back out in my nightie (oh really people, it's sexy as hell, trust me) and to my shock and horror...the gate was wide OPEN and the little doggie was G-O-N-E!!!!
Did I mention she's a runner? Oh yeah, she's a runner. And she was 2 blocks down the street, crossed one busier street already. This is when mommy got the vapors, in her sexy nightie, at 5:45am.
Now I had the option to run down the street....boobs a floppin'.....screaming her name or go back in and get daddy. Daddy was the best option at this point (really if the neighbor men saw me, I'd be stalked for days, that's how hot I looked). So I go hauling butt up the stairs to get Daddy. He of course is angry to be woken up 30 mins earlier than normal to go chase a naughty puppy. I was like Dude, deal. She's moving north......I think the pit bull lives over there.....
So he donned some gym shorts and opened the front door and guess who's waggely butt was on the porch??? Yup Princess came back home!! Apparently she didn't want to see mommy's flappin' boobs runnin' down the street either!!!
I'm awake, wide awake. No need for coffee....as I sit and contemplate who the hell opened that gate (which we never use and it between two houses) after 9:00pm last night, when the dogs went out last????
Happy Easter!
9 years ago
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