Time: 4 o’clock a.m.-ish
Place: The Johnson household, primarily bedroom areas. Abby Lab sleeps there, the doors to the living and dining room closed so she has the den/office (former master bedroom), our bedroom (and its deep walk-in closet with a dog bed), hallway and master bath to roam. Lorelei, sleep apnea snoring dog, is happily in her bed in her crate with her favorited stuffed toy in the living room.
Sounds: “Click click, click click.” “Whump!” - as a dog body hits the floor in the hallway outside the bedroom. "Heavy Sigh". “Click click click click click. Click Click Click Click”
Husband Action: Gets up due to all the toenail noise on the hardwood. Finds small female fuzzy sweater fell off doorknob onto floor in front of the closet basically preventing a 85-pound hunting breed dog that can leap several feet into the air for a dog treat from entering the closet to sleep until the alarm. Removes sweater roadblock. Dog goes into closet to sleep.
Redhead Wife Action: Didn’t wake up, took opportunity with husband out of the bed to steal the remaining covers.

Redheads are cunning.
ReplyDeleteTwo of mine are still young enough that anything hung on a door knob is also known as a dog toy. Great story, dogs are goofy sometimes.
ReplyDeleteEd beat me to it. But 'tis true.
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