Woke up WAY too early, having heard Olive the wonder dog attempting to break free of the baby gate to come to our bedroom door. The thing is, after hearing that noise at 4:45am, a person tends to just be awake. Such is the case with me. Plastic baby gates that slam to the floor make an awful noise in the middle of the night. Told the annoying Lab. to go back and lie down, and noticed that Violet the Pug was bouncing around the living room, wanting to be held. Does this nonsense ever stop??!? Set her back on the sofa after a hug and then snuggled myself back in bed.
Nuts.
Didn't work. Got back up an hour later, after thinking about stuff all that time. The dogs were good---it was my brain that was misbehaving at this point. Yesterday we heard about a friend who's seriously ill, when we thought she was going to be fine. Hearing that was a slap in the face on my husband's birthday. Maybe that kept my mind whirling. Plus Violet has something wrong with a back leg, not knowing if it's hip dysplasia or some injury she's dealing with from playing so hard. Some days are better for her than others. I think we're more bothered than she is, though.
Figure I'll mosey on back to bed soon. One son gets up at 6:30am, and the least one usually soon follows, besides two boys who are pet-sitting a neighbor around the block. They have that duty today.
Will pay homage to Veterans Day, get in some more sleep, and cosset myself a bit. Feeling in need of some gentle time, you know? Sometimes you just have to.
Nuts.
Didn't work. Got back up an hour later, after thinking about stuff all that time. The dogs were good---it was my brain that was misbehaving at this point. Yesterday we heard about a friend who's seriously ill, when we thought she was going to be fine. Hearing that was a slap in the face on my husband's birthday. Maybe that kept my mind whirling. Plus Violet has something wrong with a back leg, not knowing if it's hip dysplasia or some injury she's dealing with from playing so hard. Some days are better for her than others. I think we're more bothered than she is, though.
Figure I'll mosey on back to bed soon. One son gets up at 6:30am, and the least one usually soon follows, besides two boys who are pet-sitting a neighbor around the block. They have that duty today.
Will pay homage to Veterans Day, get in some more sleep, and cosset myself a bit. Feeling in need of some gentle time, you know? Sometimes you just have to.
