frea_o: (Natasha Are You Serious)
My parents have 5 dogs. Breaking it down, there's Joey (my dog) the German Shepherd/Chow Chow mix, Nikki (my dog) the chunky Boston Terrier, Moxie the Boston Terrier, Olli the Shih Tzu, and Charlie the Rat Terrrier Mix (who is a puppy).  The problem is, they are all sleep-cuddlers. Especially Moxie, who is arguably the smallest but is in reality the worst thanks to a miracle of physics where she somehow manages to weigh as much as your average Rottweiler. Since my parents are gone in London, rather than staying on the camping cot, I'm sleeping in their room. Where the dogs sleep.

I got 12 hours of sleep last night.  Every three hours I woke up to dispel a dog from suffocating me in my sleep, but I got 12 hours. And I woke up to find two of them sitting on my chest, a third sitting by my head, and a fourth whining up at me from the floor because they wanted to go outside but the human was proving immovable.

Good times.

But the 12 hours is a really good thing because I haven't written in a couple of days and really need to catch up today. Best friend just sent a text asking if I wanted to go take in the Black Friday madness, though.  I didn't reply about staring into the abyss, though it was a close call.


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