So far this morning....

I read a really nice post about a dog. A dog that's gone. I am not sure what my life will be like once our dogs are gone. I'll let you in on the existance of my two evil beasts, and a ten minute window into their lives....and this goes on for ... .... how many hours in the day is there???

1. Licky wants to wake up... so she stands up in her wicker basket that is next to our bed and throws herself down. (Repeat this x 10)
2. Evil Queen knows she wants to wake up, so she sits up on her carpet at the end of our bed and stares at Licky who is doing circles in her basket.
3. Evil Queen gets bored of all this and walks down the hall. Evil Queen is getting old (almost 11), she forgets why she walked down the hall and comes back and stares at Licky.
4. Licky gets nervous and wags her tail, which hits the wall and begins to bang. So now Licky is creaky and bangy dog.
5. Evil gets bored and leaves again... oh, failed to mention the first time.. we have hardwood flooring throughout the house...she then walks into the kitchen to the sliding glass door and lets us know that SHE would like outside.
6. This upsets Licky...she stands up on our bed... off you go silly.... we say quietly before the Queen has heard us speak. Too late.. she comes back to investigate. Everything looks quiet so she leaves.
7. Mr Takecareofdogsinthemorninghusband gets up, removes the baby gate barrier and lets Licky out... she scrambles down the hall.. and stumbles upon our most favourite Evilist Queens, and then runs back to his side.. and he ushers HER, LADY LICKY out the sliding door first.
8. As usual this pisses off the Most Evilist of Queens and she lets us know that she should be out their first. "Wait your turn, don't make her nervous... because she will come back too quickly.. and then you will have to wait longer". One harumpf from Lady Evil... and she sits and waits impatiently.
9. Lady Licky comes back and like two ships that pass in the night.. the sliding door opens, one comes in and the other goes out.
10. All is well.
11. Oh really.. all is well... no, all is not well.
12. Little Miss Licky-the-Nervous is now in the house....all by herself.
13. Run run run run run run run run run run... which translates to in our hardwoooded floor... click click click click click.. or if you prefer.... tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap
14. Pause... crunch crunch crunch... (she's getting into her crumbles... that she shouldn't be doing)
15. Now she lets out a couple of fearful barks because The Evil Stalker Queen is out back watching the idiot dogs. Little Nervous Licky Feirce Girl puts her two cents in.
16. So.... it's been run run run, click click click, tap tap tap, crunch crunch crunch, bark bark bark, and now it's lick lick lick. OH, now there's thunder... that's quickened her pace.
17. The day hasn't even happened yet.