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2:07 am-I hear Kinley barking in her room (aka.the laundry room) wanting to go outside.
2:09 am-I decide she's not going to quit unless I get up and let her out...so out of my cozy bed I go.
2:11 am-WHAT is she doing? I can't get her to come back in. Whatever. I'll just lay on the couch until I hear her scratch at the door.
2:33 am-Okay, finally, she's ready to come back in--and--Sam is ready to go out. Whatever, he can stay out the rest of the night. I'm going to bed!
2:34 am-I chase Kinley into my room where she hides under my bed where I can't reach her. (she knows I'm going to put her back in 'her room'. FINE I say! I really don't care right now...I just wanna go back to bed.
2:39 am-Kinley has been prancing around the house for 5 full minutes now with her tags on her collar jingle-jingling non-stop! It's about to drive me nuts. She keeps jumping up onto our bed and then back down. Up and down. Up and down. Now she's wimpering. I lay there wondering what in the world it is that she is wanting. I think 'maybe she is looking for Sam' (who is still outside). Then I have a lightbulb moment! "OHHHH! I know what it is! Anytime she has a treat in her mouth she runs around the house frantically looking for a place she can "bury" it. I bet she's got a bone and she's trying to hide it!" (I actually say this outloud to Matt who is growing very irritated with the whole shenanigan by this point.)
I jump back out of bed, catch her and begin to start yanking the "bone" out of her mouth. Now keep in mnd, it is PITCH BLACK in our house throughout this whole ordeal. I can feel she has something in her mouth but I can't get it out. I'm yanking though.
2:41 am-SHRILL SCREAMING coming from me as I WHIP all the lights in the house on. IT'S A HEADLESS RAT!!!!!!!!!!
Yes, a rat. I'm a country girl y'all and this was no little mouse. This thing was BIG and HAIRY and 1/4 the size of Kinley herself! On top of all that, it's head had already been gnawed off!
(are you ready to puke yet?)
2:42 am-The entire family is now up out of bed and looking at this thing laying in the entryway floor. Matt throws it out the back door and we all get back in bed.
3:12 am - Brooklyn comes running into my bedroom telling me she can't sleep because she is having nightmares that there are rats in her room. I assure her that there are NO RATS of any kind in our house. She goes back to bed.
3:19 am - Sam is now at the back door scratching to come in. It's LOUD and irritating as HECK! I get up, let him in, slam my bedroom door shut, put a pair of gym shorts over the blaring numbers on my alarm clock and FINALLY get back in bed for the last time.
Well..until 5:00 am when it's time to get up for good.
What a fun night!
Monday, September 28, 2009
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