|You gotta be kidding me!|
Someone has totally spoiled Gracie and now we’re both paying the price. She sleeps in the kitchen at night (she is gated in) and barks in the morning when she wants out. No way in hell am I going outside with her in the wee hours of the morning ; she knows that. When I go down to put her out, she lays back down and gets quiet. I open the door and call her – she won’t go out. If I drag her outside, she immediately starts barking to be let back in. Someone has to get up, get dressed, and accompany her outside. He started doing this when she was a puppy because the mornings were light and pleasant. Now that it’s cold and dark, he wants to sleep.
I went to bed at 2:30 this morning and Someone was still up watching Gunsmoke reruns. Crazy man. I crawled into bed and was asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow. The next thing I know (like 5:00 AM) Gracie starts barking. Shit! I punched someone to get up and he pretended to be dead. I tried to sleep through the barking and whining. I no more than drifted back to sleep when Gracie leapt up on our bed, thrashed about licking all over our faces, and digging at the covers. This delighted Someone, and he greeted her, praised her, and popped right up to dress and go outside with her. She had jumped the gate - those gates are worthless now.