Just another post written in the wee hours of the morning…
Patience is not my best attribute right now! It is 4am. The dog woke me by scratching the door, she is sleeping outside along with one of our cats.
You see, we are now living in the new place and we’ve got white carpets throughout the whole place. The backyard is a swamp since it’s been so wet and stormy this week, so that means muddy dog paws to contend with.
Plus, both the dog and cat have had some newly developed bathroom/ behavior issues since we’ve moved from Arizona and basically I don’t want ANY animals with house training or behavior issues in the new place, period. I want to keep this place accident free and I am sick of cleaning up messes.
That being said we’ve exiled the dog and one of the cats to the outdoors. They’ve got shelter of course but they down right refuse to use it (either out of stupidity or sheer pigheadedness). Either way it is damn annoying to be sleeping soundly after two exhausting days of 12+ hours moving, to be awoken by muddy paws scraping the door and jiggling the door knob.
Plus Hailey, the outside cat is meowing incessantly! Apparently I am a light sleeper these days because all this pawing and meowing is making my blood boil. Add that to the ceiling fan that has completely dried out my sinuses and I am wide-freaking-awake, uncomfortable and pretty pissed.
I don’t want to be dealing with these animal issues anymore, they are just too damn needy and finicky. I am so over it! They need to just adapt and adjust already…
At the old place there was a huge garage in the back yard and a covered carport for the dog and cat to take shelter in. Here at the new place the garage is not assessable through the back yard (it is way smaller and packed to the max with boxes) and there is no covered carport.
This means the exiled animals only have an uncovered deck, yard and their shelters to resort to. This apparently isn’t good enough for them as they are both doing everything they can to get let inside. It’s not going to happen guys so just give it up already, please…
It is funny how much my demeanor has changed since I’ve become pregnant. I used to be way more patient with the animals, now I am like “You can’t behave, you’re so voted off the island! Goodbye.” It might be good instinct kicking in… since I’ll soon have way more to on my plate with a newborn.
Dealing with problem animals is just not going to be a priority and there wont be time for it anyway. On the other hand I could just be going through a super bitchy phase as a result of hormones. I don’t know really.
Either way it is 4am. I AM exhaused and would love to sleep but I just can’t ignore all the stuff going on around me like N can. So I get up and deal with it and blog about it and try to find things to do that wont wake him.