sometimes i am a hag too....but unlike phoebe i can actually bury it and not flip out cuz someone is being stupid.
Carol · Aug. 27, 2011
i was completely bagged yesterday...i was truly thankful it was finally friday!
fergus the doornob was politely escorted out of my room at midnight last night...i had to move him extremely softly and gently and respectfully.... because honestly i was SO ready to kill the little bastard and i didn't want him to know.
but how many times can the same dog trip going up and down the exact same bed stairs in a row??? one step up..trip and scrabble up the next, bark at the ball that just fell off of the bed......one step down and slip and scrabble again...bark at the ball that just rolled under the bed.....and repeat and repeat the whole process...over and over again!
i ain't no saint but even if i was..i would still have been justified in murdering the clumsy little ball seeking freak. kind and non violent banishment was the far better option...since there were no balls or stairs in the kitchen BOTH fergus and i finally slept.
whoever bred that sweet and innocent dog...totally sucked at including functioning brains and balance and body coordination in their breeding program.
fergus is patiently and amusingly tolerable as a bed buddy on most days but not on a desperately thankful it is finally friday when i REALLY need some sleep....cuz on those kind of days...dumb doggy murder is just a few too many barks and scrabbling mis-steps away.
i told him when i patted him good-night...i loved him dearly BUT...the kitchen was far safer....(and farther away) and a better bed room for him last night...sigh...he is such a sweet and trusting dog that he believed me and was ok with it too.
maybe tonight if i am not so exhaustedly fragile...he can come back into the bedroom....or maybe not...it was a VERY quiet night with him gone. hmmmm....i could easily get used to that.