so apparently 4:30 is the new 7:30 around here.
I swear to god this dog just sits around thinking stuff up.
this morning she jumped off the bed and got to playing around with the cat under the bed.
they managed to tear a hole in the fabric on the bottom of the box springs.
so the cat being a cat it had to climb in the hole to check things out.
and of course it being 4:30am the puppy had to follow.
so now it's pitch black and there are 2 animals 'trapped' [according to their report] in a darker place under the box springs but on top of the cover to them.
they somehow manage to report this to the authority's [the Chihuahua] who is now running around the bed barking while one is whining out morse code and the other is yowling like a police siren in heat.
they can't find the hole they made.
I'm trying to see what they are doing with the flashlight [and the wife is asleep,,,,?? wait, wth? yeah asleep]
this is when the Chihuahua comes over and tries to see if I am a dog or not by jamming her coldass nose right next to my butthole.
wham!!! did I mention I have an antique steel bed with cast iron cross posts.
well I do.... you fill in the blanks...damn dog.
my cuss word..s sets off a new round of help me whining and some biting of the cat to reassure itself it is in control of the situation. the cat is not amused and tries to find someplace to hide [like that is gonna happen]
I finally grab the Gerber or the schrade or a kitchen knife off the head board behind the bed and cut the lining to the box springs freeing the two refugees.
mind you the wife has slept through the entire thing.
the instant that knife touched the fabric on the bed all I hear is 'you better not be cutting that we only had this bed 2 years now'.... shut up woman. [I think to myself]
so I guess I'm gonna be pulling a mattress and box spring off the bed here in a little while after she goes to work.
I will tell you about her next trick in a little bit.