house sitter

7.02.2007
for some reason that sounded like a dang scary movie title and i don't like that one bit...hmph. i swear i can be the biggest baby staying here. something about sleeping ALONE...in a foreign place....




last night's sleep was INTERESTING....



i can stay with my girl b and her kid can scream "mommy!" at the top of his lungs at 4 in the morning and i don't hear that ish but i hear fritz the wonder dog gently walking across the bathroom floor and i shoot up out of the bed...3:45 a.m i'm going out side with the little terd so that he can potty...he runs right for a darn racoon and starts barking like a crackhead (did you know that crackheads bark? well they do) so i'm whisper-like scolding him to get his little keister back in the house. he looks at me like what B?! so i sit down (exhausted out of my mind) and start to mumble that i'm about to have a nervous breakdown and he perks up and comes back in... what tha %#$#!!!!



i tell his butt to get upstairs and he calmly goes, plops down at the end of the bed on the floor and falls asleep..this morning i wake up, slip out of bed, accidentally step on him...he doesn't even flinch...i start to curse him...doesn't wake up at all gosh darn it until i have to give him his medicine and put him outside...still cursing him until i see his cute little nose and paw thru the fence and then i wanted to cry. just like me to let a dog do me wrong and then forgive him at the first sight of vulnerable cuteness. well no more! i'm gonna make his arse stay frickin downstairs yo!...ok maybe not lol



aight. i'm about to take my home dog to bed (hey he's a good alarm system!) and call it a wrap. good night...

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