August 19, 2009
Dear Molly
Hello, girl! How’s my puppy, hm? How are you, huh?
Listen, we have to talk.
The fact that you like me? That is so totally cool. I love the fact that you’ll drop what you’re doing to come and see me. I love that you follow me around the house, and that you bring me toys to try to convince me to play with you. I love how you greet me with your happy jumps and you playful nips.
But seriously, little girl, you are trying my patience.
I am a creature of the night. I know you used to be, so I’m sure you can relate a little, right? That means I rarely get to bed early. I’d rather not get to bed at all some nights. And that means that now that my schedule involves being up early, I’m having a harder and harder time getting enough sleep.
The very, very last thing I need is you waking me up at 5 in the morning wanting to say hi, ESPECIALLY when you leave immediately after.
Seriously, little girl, I can’t nap all day with Mom like you can! I got stuff to do. Work to do. I can’t handle this. It’s got to stop.
So, you know, whenever you read this blog (I guess I am assuming that dogs will get blog-reading capabilities within your lifetime) please cut it out? Thanks.