I love my bed
I slept in my own bed last night. It was delightful. That could be interpreted that I've been sleeping with someone in their bed but that is not the case (insert wailing noise here). I was housesitting/dogsitting and sleeping in someone else's bed...alone. Actually part of one night was spent on the couch but I'll get to that.
I was staying at my cousin's house for 8 days which was a nice break from my current situation but 8 days is a long time. The commute was shorter (yay!) but the new puppy refused to sleep in his crate (boo!). The first few nights I didn't crate him and on Thursday morning I found that he turned my cousin's leather ottoman into a chew toy. So I decided to crate him Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights. Well he didn't like that one bit. Each night was different from the one before. One night he cried/barked immediately, calmed down for a couple of hours and then started again. One night he cried after half an hour of being quiet and then finally calmed down until around 5am. The third night he was quiet for 2 hours, loud for an hour and then quiet for 2 hours. I think he was quiet for those two hours because I made one of the other dogs get in the crate with him and I spent the rest of the night on the couch. Each night I averaged 4-5 hours but it was interrupted sleep. I have a deep appreciation and respect for new parents.
Anyway I'm home again. I'm back to my longer commute but had almost 6 straight hours of sleep. Oh and my cousin decided that the puppy must have just been upset that they were gone and acting out. She didn't crate him last night. This morning she found more gouges out of her leather ottoman. Heh. Validation is so sweet.
On another subject, as much as I feel badly for my friends suffering through bad ice and snow...I'm kind of glad the groundhog saw his shadow. I really enjoy putting off summer as much as possible. Does anyone really keep track of him seeing his shadow in relation to when the warmer temps start?
I was staying at my cousin's house for 8 days which was a nice break from my current situation but 8 days is a long time. The commute was shorter (yay!) but the new puppy refused to sleep in his crate (boo!). The first few nights I didn't crate him and on Thursday morning I found that he turned my cousin's leather ottoman into a chew toy. So I decided to crate him Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights. Well he didn't like that one bit. Each night was different from the one before. One night he cried/barked immediately, calmed down for a couple of hours and then started again. One night he cried after half an hour of being quiet and then finally calmed down until around 5am. The third night he was quiet for 2 hours, loud for an hour and then quiet for 2 hours. I think he was quiet for those two hours because I made one of the other dogs get in the crate with him and I spent the rest of the night on the couch. Each night I averaged 4-5 hours but it was interrupted sleep. I have a deep appreciation and respect for new parents.
Anyway I'm home again. I'm back to my longer commute but had almost 6 straight hours of sleep. Oh and my cousin decided that the puppy must have just been upset that they were gone and acting out. She didn't crate him last night. This morning she found more gouges out of her leather ottoman. Heh. Validation is so sweet.
On another subject, as much as I feel badly for my friends suffering through bad ice and snow...I'm kind of glad the groundhog saw his shadow. I really enjoy putting off summer as much as possible. Does anyone really keep track of him seeing his shadow in relation to when the warmer temps start?
1 Comments:
Haha - yep that's a lot like being a new parent :) I think Ralphie helped prepare us for Logan a little, but not completely!
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