I went to bed about 10:30 and couldn't sleep. I had let the dogs out the very last thing and so I finally got up and took my pills which I had decided not to take.
Immediately, Cooper needed to go out at a little after midnight, just as I was finally getting relaxed and settled. He goes out and comes in at that hour and when he is alone, so that's no problem
I still did a lot of tossing and turning. I had dreams I didn't like. I am supposed to set up a website for the Gallery and I did in my dream and of course, nothing worked right and everyone hated it. Since this is always a real possibility, the dream was extremely disconcerting.
About 1:30 Llewis came in and buried his nose in my face and said he needed to go out, really really badly. So I got up and let him out. When he came in I gave him half a biscuit and then realised everyone was awake and staring at me from their crates, so everyone got a biscuit. I am nothing if not fair.
Then I went back to sleep kind of. I know I woke up a lot. I kept flipping sides and covering and uncovering and getting up to get a drink and all that stuff.
Probably about 3 Nigel began whining in his crate. I got up and made EVERYONE go out except Cooper. Then I handed out biscuits, locked the crates and went back to bed which by then looked as if the Bassets had been digging in it.
And at 5:30 Cooper came in to tell me it was time to get up. And here I am. And I have a feeling that it is going to be another dreary grey day and my mood is going to be similar.
Maybe John would like to go hang out at the gun shop today, with his buddies......maybe it would be a really good idea....
