Bad Night

I’ll have to post pictures of our paint job later today (or once we get all the furniture back in place and pictures hung up).

My birthday is Monday.  My mom’s birthday is the next Monday.  For the past few years my mom, sister, and I have gone on an overnight trip to celebrate.  My sister’s birthday is at the end of October so we take two trips a year.  We usually go to either Richmond, Williamsburg, or Chesapeake.  We went to Williamsburg last night.

My dad agreed to dog sit for me.  When Riley was a puppy she used to sleep in “The Pen” (short for Penitentiary) because she would take a few hours to settle down in the bedroom and I had to be at work in the morning and couldn’t be kept up half the night.  The Pen is one of our upstairs bathrooms we put a baby gate up in the doorway of.  I figured she’d be fine to sleep in there last night since she had done it with no problems when she was younger.  My dad said she woke up around 2 AM and had to go out to the bathroom.  Then we he brought her back up she wouldn’t settle back down in there.  He tried letting her sleep in the bedroom with him and his dog, Chloe.  Chloe wouldn’t share the bed with Riley so he had to put her back in the Pen.  She cried and scratched on the gate every 30 minutes until about 5:30 when my dad finally got up with her…

Guess who will be staying at the vet next time we don’t have two people at the house to stay with the dogs…??