Last night, I was so happy to slide into bed. I had just washed all my stuff and it was comfy and clean and I was so ready to sleep. Ha. For the last six hours, since going to bed, I have been woken up every damn hour by one thing or another. One dog wanting out; the other wanting out; one of them wanting water because the other one sucked down the whole bowl; a weird dream; and the crowing fucking moment, waking up because when I stretched out my foot hit puddle of fucking dog vomit all up and down one side of my bed.

Did I mentioned I just washed all my bedding?

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