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Last night I decided to let the dog sleep in the bed with me. He's done it before, at my parent's, but never here at home. This is the same puppy I have to babygate into the bathroom usually because he's still not potty trained. I blame the cats for that, btw. (Don't get me started Loki's recent bathroom habits because I am very tempted to lock that cat in the garage. He's mad because I went to KS so he's peeing on things again. Temperamental brat.)
Anyway, I let the dog sleep in the bed. I woke up at two, hanging off the edge of the bed with Colonel Brandon stretched out longways across my bed with his head on my pillow and his front paws pushing against my back. I rolled him over and took back my spot in the center of the bed. At three he did it again.
At five I put him back in the bathroom. At Six I let him outside. I had a headache. I took two Ibuprofen. At Seven thirty, I let him out again. Headache was still there. Two more Ibuprofen.
At nine I got dressed and ran my errands for the day. Paid the bills, went to the PX and the post office. By noon the headache was worse. Stood in line at Taco Bueno for nearly twenty minutes, stumbled to the car and ate three more Ibuprofen dry.
Broke open the emergency Nestle's Crunch Easter Egg hidden in the desk and ate part of it. Headache lessened somewhat and then came back like a jackhammer. Damn. Was hoping it had something to do with caffeine. On the other hand, chocolate managed to remove nasty nasty taste of Ibuprofen from tongue so it wasn't a complete waste.
Contemplated drowning self in tub. Went shopping instead. Took three more Ibuprofen. Headache still there, but I care much less and now have Season 4 of CSI.
Anyway, I let the dog sleep in the bed. I woke up at two, hanging off the edge of the bed with Colonel Brandon stretched out longways across my bed with his head on my pillow and his front paws pushing against my back. I rolled him over and took back my spot in the center of the bed. At three he did it again.
At five I put him back in the bathroom. At Six I let him outside. I had a headache. I took two Ibuprofen. At Seven thirty, I let him out again. Headache was still there. Two more Ibuprofen.
At nine I got dressed and ran my errands for the day. Paid the bills, went to the PX and the post office. By noon the headache was worse. Stood in line at Taco Bueno for nearly twenty minutes, stumbled to the car and ate three more Ibuprofen dry.
Broke open the emergency Nestle's Crunch Easter Egg hidden in the desk and ate part of it. Headache lessened somewhat and then came back like a jackhammer. Damn. Was hoping it had something to do with caffeine. On the other hand, chocolate managed to remove nasty nasty taste of Ibuprofen from tongue so it wasn't a complete waste.
Contemplated drowning self in tub. Went shopping instead. Took three more Ibuprofen. Headache still there, but I care much less and now have Season 4 of CSI.
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