but nova was pressed up against my back playing bitey face with hannah and woke me up by shoving me around.. gawd that dog is a 110 pound play-a-holic....when will she grow up?!
this morning i awoke to an entire roll of paper towels torn apart in the yard..nova's midnight handiwork i suppose. thank god for owen cuz he got stuck cleaning the mess up.
probably getting a giant breed puppy was somewhat of a bad idea...i love her but will love her way more when she grows into a quieter and more dignified old age.
speaking of....that old and wrecked crippled kitchen crew are absolute heart throbs! i was feeding the dogs at bedtime and boris was doing happy circles to keep me motivated. ginger was following me to and forth to ensure i didn't forget anything. marcus was sending telepathic messages..."please make sure i get a lot!"
everyone else sat in the beds patient as saints for their turn...not like those moronic hyperactive, knock ya over goof balls who live in my room.