Day Ninety-three: Penultimate
I spent the penultimate day of summer taking this dog to the vet. Miss Thing needed another cortisone shot. She kept me up last night, constantly getting out of her bed to scratch. Â With IZ snoring on the other side of me, I’m being assaulted in stereo. It’s not exactly what I had planned today but something had to give because I need some sleep. I refuse to spend the last day of summer being crabby.
Oh, poor you! My husband was coughing a lot of the night and although I felt sorry for him, part of me wanted to smother him with a pillow. Sleep desperation will do that to a girl! 😉
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Yeah, I get kinda homicidal in my sleep. IZ and I laugh about it when I’m awake that someday I’ll make news for smothering him in his sleep. It’s not funny, but… ~W
I feel for you! I love my dog, I really do. But, I think the absolute worst way to wake up in the morning is to the sound of him licking himself. Hope things get better for you today!
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We were lectured by the vet tech, because we waiting a month not 6 weeks to get Sophie the shot. But, dang it, I need some sleep! And am finally getting some after a week of listening to the dog scratch and groom. ~W