It is
virtually impossible to sleep in with four dogs. We always have one that gets up early. No matter which one it is, that one feels
compelled to get all the others up, too.
Once all four dogs are up, they then combine forces to make sure we are
awake, too. This can be done indirectly
with creepy staring or directly with surprise face licking. Waking us up would all make sense if they had
to potty, but they don’t because they woke us up at 5:00am for that adventure. Once every one is awake to partially awake,
it is time for wrestling. The dogs feel
it is very important to step on us as much as possible when engaging in early morning
wrestling. They especially enjoy jumping
from high distances and landing dead center on one of our boobs. Our screams only intensify the wrestling
experience. Once we are completely awake
and having coffee, it is time for the dogs to immediately go back to
sleep. Such bastards.
We had a
birthday party for a friend last night.
These were the shots we made (thank you, Colt and David). It is called an Alien Brain Hemorrhage. The sensation of drinking one is a little
like eating an oyster. Give them a try.
Alien Brain Hemorrhage
Gently pour about a tsp of Bailey’s Irish Cream on top
Then carefully add a little bit of blue curacao
Let it settle and then add a few drops of grenadine syrup.
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