you know spring is coming when your extremely shaded yard (that still has snow from november) starts to melt. along with the snow melting, all of ezra's perfectly preserved dookies (from november until now) also start to appear. today, while it was 43 and snowing ez and i went out and started picking up some of the damage. you don't realize how much your dog poops until days like these.
as some of you may or may not know.... ezra has been sleeping in our bed since we got him. i know, he's spoiled and having a 75 lb critter in the bed is like inviting an overweight 5th grader to join 2 adults in a queen size bed.... it's not comfortable, there's not much room and when ez gets frustrated with his sleeping arrangements he likes to sit on you until something is done about them.
ever since we started playing ball, going on walks, wearing him down so much that he goes to bed ON THE FUTON at 7:30..... dallas and i have become pathetic. we purposely stay up until ez is fast asleep on the futon and (no joke) tip toe downstairs and get into bed. i keep asking myself.... are we really whispering and hiding from A DOG!?! we are. how sad.
we have had 2 nights of doggie freedom and i've never slept better. when i mentioned this to my mother she said it was like having a kid..... and someday he would realize that he got left in his own bed and come join us. sure enough. the other morning, 5:30 am the wet nose found me. nuts.
must come up with new plan.
as some of you may or may not know.... ezra has been sleeping in our bed since we got him. i know, he's spoiled and having a 75 lb critter in the bed is like inviting an overweight 5th grader to join 2 adults in a queen size bed.... it's not comfortable, there's not much room and when ez gets frustrated with his sleeping arrangements he likes to sit on you until something is done about them.
ever since we started playing ball, going on walks, wearing him down so much that he goes to bed ON THE FUTON at 7:30..... dallas and i have become pathetic. we purposely stay up until ez is fast asleep on the futon and (no joke) tip toe downstairs and get into bed. i keep asking myself.... are we really whispering and hiding from A DOG!?! we are. how sad.
we have had 2 nights of doggie freedom and i've never slept better. when i mentioned this to my mother she said it was like having a kid..... and someday he would realize that he got left in his own bed and come join us. sure enough. the other morning, 5:30 am the wet nose found me. nuts.
must come up with new plan.
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