Outwitting Myself

This morning Chris took the dogs out as he always does on weekdays. I shut the bedroom door after he left, just like I always do on weekdays, so that I could get another half-hour of sleep before getting up.

As soon as Chris had left for work, Stanley sat outside the bedroom and scraped the door and howled. So far, all was proceeding as usual.

However, I soon heard a noise that sounded like Stanley was peeling strips of paint off the door. This was not normal, so I got out of bed and flung the door open.

Stanley immediately ran into the bedroom while I leaned down and checked the door. The door looked fine.

But now Stanley was in the center of the bedroom, staring at me, and I knew there was no way to get him out of the room so that I could go back to sleep.

I decided that the only way to get him out was for me to leave the room. So I did.

Stanley followed me downstairs, where I said hello to Paco who was curled up in a bed by a heat vent. Then I turned around and ran as fast as I could back up the stairs.

Even at full speed, I made it to my bedroom door only a second before Stanley, and I slammed the door triumphantly in his face. Then I jumped into bed, pulled the covers over me, and… realized I was completely wide awake.

Stanley: 2,346
Jane: 0

Posted by: ssjane | March 6, 2008 | 10:28 am
Posted in: Dogs