Thursday, October 26, 2006

Houston, We have a problem

So, last night I’m laying in my usual spot on the human woman’s head and something strange begins to happen. I start sliding more and more on the human woman’s head. She’s half asleep and tries pushing me off, but I can’t help it, I’m sliding and sliding and finally when she’s not able to breathe anymore because my fluffiness is suffocating her, she pushes me off her head.

The bed is decidedly not cushy anymore, its actually flat now!

We use to have a normal bed, its now in the room we can no longer go in, and it never went flat! The humans had to get one of those air filled mattress things, and while much bigger, and much comfier... apparently there was an issue with it last night. The human man had been complaining that his side was losing air, but we didn’t care, we don’t sleep on that side. So without telling us, they switched the hoses to see if it was the air pump that was the problem, and apparently it was, and we were forced to suffer for that little experiment.

Even though Loki kept getting up, throwing himself back down, sighing, grinding an elbow in the human woman’s legs, it took her forever to wake up, pump the bed back up, then cap it off so it would stop losing air. Since she was already up at 1:30am, we decided that it was a good time to go pee. This gave us the opportunity to run back upstairs when we were done and claim the cushy spots back before she got into bed again. I made sure to sprinkle some sand in her spot, because I know how much she loves sleeping in grit.

Tonight we’ve made sure to be really obnoxious because the human woman seems to be on edge for some reason. I’m guessing it has something to do with sleeping on a flat bed last night. Loki discovered that he could crawl underneath one of the wheelbarrows under the deck and bark really loud so it reverberated. Yep, she got all frantic when she came out and couldn’t find out where the barking was coming from. That was a good one! She muttered something about cleaning out that whole area, which means no more playing under the wheelbarrow for us. Guess we’ll have to find other interesting things to do... like dig under the fence.

Meeshka
(too fluffy to fit under the wheelbarrow)

5 comments:

JustMeCopper said...

Is that one of those sleep number beds? It is cold here and I have convinced my Dad that I NEED to sleep between him and Mom under the covers .. right at their shoulders so I'm not too warm, not too cold.

Opy - the Original GruffPuppy said...

Meeshka, you are my hero ! It never ceases to amaze me just how much annoying you can do to your humans :-)

Oh, and yes - my mum does have sleepy pants - purple ones and black one too !

Love
Opy

The Army of Four said...

Meeshka: Do you have your own sleep number?
Tail wags,
Storm

Dachsies Rule said...

We are always amazed at how much your human woman loves you.

Roxie, Sammy & Andy

Charlie Kelley-Church said...

My mom started snorting when she read about Loki. In fact she's still snorting and laughing! Must be a human thing. My mom has sleepy pants too. A green pair that has a Mutt dog chewing grass and says Go Organic in pink letters. She has a blue pair that has a Mutt dog & cat and the world and says Saving the World one cat at a time. Unless she and dad are going out later, she gets into one of them when she gets home from work.

C-K-C