So today, once again, I wake up with sore ears and a crick in my back, because that !@#$!@ puppy gnaws on me to get himself to sleep. Proud of these ears? Hah! One has a ragged bit out of it and I really hope it grows back. Once that dog gets his doghood removed, we’ll see who bites on whom.
On my to-do list: Take a nap next to the refrigerator. Avoid the puppy. Get all his rawhide chewies. Fight with him over them, and when we are separated, whine until we are put back together. Perhaps a belly-rub at noon. Yeah.
