Nothing To Say

It’s the truth.  I have nothing much to say.  However, I have an incredible urge to say that nothing right here.  My fingers need the exercise.

At some point, I seem to have ceded half of my bed to the dogs.  I don’t know how that happened exactly.  They have their own custom made beds.  They have their own flluffy pillows.  They have their own personal maid who maintains these beds just the way they like them.  OK.  I maintain them just the way they’d like them if they were actually going to sleep in them. 

It’s bad enough that I have less room in my own bed than I did when I shared it regularly with another 2 legged creature.  But the crowning glory on this idiyllic little picture is – dog farts.  Dog farts at midnight….and at 2 a.m…. and at 4 a.m…. get the picture?  Enough said.

Well maybe that’s not really quite enough said.  If it’s not sporadic dog farts, it’s continual dog breath.  Hot and spicy all night long.  In my ear usually.  But sometimes down the back of my neck.

And the twitching paws!  Oh my goodness.  Chasing furry little bunnies in their sleep I suppose.  If they ever catch one, I’m gonna guess that my pillows (which they delicately rest the big old fat heads on) will be shredded history.

Sometimes Kya wakes up and catches her reflection in the mirror at the end of the bed.  Then she growls and barks at herself.  Of course she doesn’t actually realize that she’s trying to threaten herself out of existance….

Oversleeping.  BIG problem.  If I sleep too late, hot sloppy tongues all over my face are the tool of choice to waken sleeping beauty.  And when I am about to cuss them out thoroughly….they look at me with those big brown puppy dog eyes……and all is forgiven.

EXCEPT for when the toenails get too long and scratch me while they’re chasing bunnies in their sleep.  Really – that is unforgiveable.  Get a pedicure for pity’s sake!

Oh dear.  I just went back and read what I wrote.  Seems that sharing my bed with my two beloved dogs is really no different that sharing it with husband’s past… farts, bad breath, twitching paws, lots of ridiculous growling at nothing and a hot sloppy tongue. 

So really – does anyone wonder why I got divorced??? 

Case closed, cause I’ve got nothing to say.

Log in to write a note
bd
May 31, 2007

LOL How true that sounds, and I don’t have a dog..:)

May 31, 2007

Few things in life make me laugh more than dog farts! I used to housesit for a friend whose dog was afraid of farts! Not kidding. If anyone farted, he ran out of the room. The funniest was when we would be sitting on the be (me in bed, reading, him, dog-lounging) and HE would fart and scare himself! I almost peed from the laughing.

May 31, 2007

That is why I refuse to sleep with dogs…Smiles…It’s good to read an entry from you !!

May 31, 2007

*grin*

May 31, 2007

LOL! Large dose of strange truth from someone with nothing to say. I didn’t note to your last post but your UN family and friends is wonderful to be hold. Such lovely smiles, such joyful times. Baby will love seeing pictures of that occasion as she grows.

May 31, 2007

The gas our puppy passes could peel paint! I often have about two inches of space because of two of the dogs and the neurotic cat. I am awakened in the morning with weight of the third dog on my chest giving me sloppy kisses.

May 31, 2007

You mean a puppicure! Hahahaha! Maybe you should lay in their bed and they will want to lay there. If its possible. eBay is just so so so fun! I love it there and spend waaay too much money there.

May 31, 2007

oh how i love this. i miss my old man dog SO MUCH. i lost the custody battle. 🙁 but your pups sound adorable, farts and all!

May 31, 2007

“Seems that sharing my bed with my two beloved dogs is really no different that sharing it with husband’s past… farts, bad breath, twitching paws, lots of ridiculous growling at nothing and a hot sloppy tongue.” I am laughing so hard my eyes are watering!

May 31, 2007

The ass gas is most likely from yeast fermenting sugar in the intestines. Pepto Bismol is an antibiotic that can kill it and give good bacteria a chance to take over the food processing with very little gas made. I have a bad case of farting myself and am thinking of using three days of Pepto Bismol double doses to clear them out. On the other hand, for every molecule of fart gas (CO2), there is another of C2H5OH… ethyl alcohol, like in vodka

May 31, 2007

{{{{{{{TOO}}}}}}}} Oh shit, I am laughing so hard I’m crying!

May 31, 2007

you should get them doggie breath mints. That’d solve one problem.

May 31, 2007

Yeah…sounds like you’ve got the DISadvantages of sharing a bed without any of the advantages! 🙂

June 1, 2007

What? No SNORING?? That’s next, I’m sure…MUUUUHAHA!!

June 1, 2007

And this is why I sleep alone. Still chuckling.

June 1, 2007

hell. i even kicked my cat out of the bed. just me and my pillows. lots and lots of pillows. and i still oversleep too. LOL good entry anyway….. now your crazy really shows. *grins and runs away laughing*

June 1, 2007

HAHAHAHAHAHHHHHHH! gAWD that was funny. (HUG)

June 2, 2007

Your nothing really gave me a chuckle. 🙂

Mns
June 2, 2007

LOL! Oh, butt dog farts are most horrible 🙂

June 2, 2007

This was great! I’d prefer the 4 legged beings, farts & all.

June 4, 2007

My dog sleeps in the hallway and my cats tend to gravitate to #2 Daughter’s room. I keep my door closed for a variety of reasons. With a smile…

June 4, 2007

RYN: About my granddaughter–we turned our backs on her for ten seconds. You’ll be finding out about time and relativity very soon! With a smile…

June 5, 2007

RYN: This is true and I try and use smileys and such to help demonstrate my feelings….thanks for the job wishes…

June 6, 2007

oh phew…..

June 7, 2007

Reading this, I thought I couldn’t laugh anymore. Then I read the notes. Now I’m exhausted from laughter.