The blanket thief…
Posted on | March 23, 2010 | Comments Off
Get out the violins…I’m going to whine…
I woke up cold. My blanket had been stolen. This story could go in many directions. I could whine about a mate who had hogged the covers in the night and then continue on with various complaints about this person. It could morph into how miserable my day would be and how a good night’s sleep shouldn’t be denied anyone. It could go in a completely different direction, in that I could tell you that aliens must have stolen my blanket and I’m eagerly awaiting their arrival and its return. But, the truth is, my blanket was stolen by a 7 pound dog. Yes, SEVEN pounds. (Well, he has gotten a little thick from all the snacks he’s begged off me so perhaps that isn’t exactly accurate, but you get the point) Some how my blanket ended up long and thin next to me, with the dog stretched long and thin along it.
I guess this is what I get. A dog who snores and steals blankets. (He is male)
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