Its a fact, at least in my world, that small dogs come armed with a secret stash of sleeping pills cleverly hidden somewhere in their fur. How they sneak them into food and drink, this is a mystery for another day. But what is true, is that they enjoy sleeping on top of humans. In order to do this, they must lull us to sleep. First, the pills. Then, they start with the half-closed eyes. They just look at you and look at you until you have no more will and fall asleep. (During this time, they of course, sneak off and do bad things and lay traps for you to discover when you wake up.)
It was bad enough when I had one of them, but now with all three, its a wonder I get anything done on the weekends. For the past 2 months, my weekends have been nothing but blurs, as I pass through them in a drug haze. Well, at least, whatever they use, blood tests don’t catch it. The one redeeming thing about their scheming? On Monday morning, I wake up bright and early and am able to get to work with a bounce in my step and capable of getting something done.