I was thinking of this very issue this morning around 2 am with Ozzie. For some strange reason he decided to bark or do that throaty low rumble out of our bedroom window at heaven only knows what! He just wouldn't stop. Of course, I'm trying to get back to sleep but just as I start to drift off....grrrrrrrrrrrr. I couldn't reach his butt with my foot (too lazy to get out of bed!) so I just finally gave that quiet yelling! I didn't want to wake hubby. I just told Ozzie to just knock it off and go......lay......down! Well, being the doodle that he is he jumped up on the bed and turned his head away from my tired self and proceeded to plop his butt on my belly. He just looked back at me with that "well....you wanted me to lay but I think I'll sit if you don't mind" He just sat there for a few minutes and then I reminded him that I said "lay down....not sit down". So, he did. He laid on me. There wasn't a piece of fur that hit the bed. It was all on me! What a goof. By this time my bladder registered the 73 pounds of dood pressing down upon it so I had to get up. Except now he doesn't want to move. NOW he decides to listen to me! Back to my quiet yelling but I was pinned. He put that huge head on my throat and gave the "ok now I'm ready to sleep" sigh and I knew I had to just simply hold it!!!! I was almost glad when he felt compelled to go back to the window and start the process all over again! That was my signal to get up, go potty, and just go lay down on the couch! Of course, Ozzie took over my pillow and slept quietly the rest of the night. My husband wanted a puppy!!!!! hahaha. I love him. I just keep reminding myself that I truly love him. I never did figure out what was going on outside other than probably the deer playing in the side yard. Let's hope tonight they play on the other side of the house so I can get some sleep!!!!
