Late Start, Great Night
I had a great night’s sleep, but I got a late start this morning cuz I overslept! (I know, 7:20 am hardly seems like “oversleeping” to many of you, but I’m usually up by 6 or 6:30.) Had to hurry out here to do my morning e-mail sorting for the Patient Recruitment effort at the Clinical Center… deadline, 7:30 am. I was a little past deadline. But nobody died.
See, the thing is… it rained last night.
Our brave and noble German shepherd, protector of life and property, has now become afraid — of RAIN! The sound of rain outside sends her into panic mode. And when she’s sequestered for the night in Doggie Gitmo (where she must sleep because poop and pee are easier to clean off linoleum than carpet), she tries to climb over the gate, knocking crap over as she does so.
I came out at a little after 10 and brought down the voice of doom. That’s when I saw that there was ALREADY poop on the floor. This dog had JUST BEEN OUTSIDE, had shown no inclination to poop. (“No thanks, I’ll just poop on the floor after you go to bed. More comfortable that way.”)
Gail — gentle soul that she is — came out to clean the poop, and decided to sit with Shiloh until the storm passed. She ended up sleeping on the couch all night. So there was no Raven (our border collie — or black bear, I’m not sure) flapping her ears at 5:30 am to indicate the need to use the yard to wake me up and I slept straight through.
So, I’m alllllll refreshed.