smokey wandered around knocking bowls of food and water over, driving maybe and griffin totally nuts. and maybe and griffin bitching all night got andy and jesse and jelly and phoebe and odie worked up and reacting til none of us got very much sleep.
some days i freaking hate dogs. i don't know why they can't just bite the bullet and shut up, be quiet and patient and calm when something is going on instead of adding their 2 cents to the escalating chaos. they don't have a brain cell between them that can figure this kind of thing out....sigh...some people are sort of like that too.
i call it the wind up...everyone starts getting anxiously high on some little trauma until it becomes a tidal wave.
it is beyond stupid and i have to spend hours getting everyone back down to reality again.
and the reality is...smokey and whatever he is doing is not anyone's big problem...carol is the real big problem so shut up, lay down and go to sleep and maybe she will eventually just go away.