If you've followed our blog for a bit, you know that Lilac does not believe in letting us sleep past 4:00 or 4:30 in the morning. On a good day she sleeps until 5:00. I should also mention that she doesn't just wake up, she barks until someone gives in and takes her out and she makes sure that Bunny and Blueberry have to go out there with her, too. It makes for some painful mornings for us, but most of us, okay, all of us excluding Lilac, go back to sleep and carry on with life. Since she's fourteen and a half, we count ourselves blessed that she's still with us and choose to view this habit as one of her old lady quirks.
Anyhow, yesterday the tables were turned. Mr. Taleteller was invited to go with his youngest brother and his dad on a field trip to Chicago with the junior high school jazz band that his brother is a member of. Going on the trip meant that Mr. Taleteller had to leave extremely early this morning. It was so early that I didn't even hear him leave. I know that Bunny had come back to bed and crawled under the blankets with me.
When I did get up, I staggered through the kitchen to get my water and saw a sticky note from my husband. It had a smiley face on it and read "Lilac was mad because I woke her up. I recieved look of death. It was worth it!" I had to laugh, because I could just picture the scene in my mind.
Ah, Lilac, at least you had all day to catch up on your sleep!
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