Luke, aka "The Lukester", 'lil Buddy, "you little bastard", PITA, and finally Public Enemy #1.
This is Kelly's dog, Luke. Most of the time he and I get along fine, and when we do, I just call him "Luke". Sometimes we get really chummy and I call him "The Lukester".
He sleeps on his own fluffy blanket at the foot of our bed. We're careful not to kick him, and we all sleep in peaceful coexistence.
At 4 AM this morning when he woke up and started walking around our bed, he became "'lil Buddy", as in "Go back to sleep 'lil Buddy". It's not time yet."
When he woke me up AGAIN at 5:18 he became "you little bastard", as in "It's still dark outside. Go back to sleep you little bastard."
When he was jumping around and whining at 6-something he became PITA, as in "OK, OK, I'll take you outside. You're a Pain In The Ass, you know that?"
After he peed a thimbleful and chased bugs for a while we went back inside and I tried to go back to sleep, but his incessant whining got me up again. I closed the bedroom door so at least K could sleep, and I "slept" sitting upright in my big chair while PITA had his breakfast and roamed the house.
Around 7-ish I gave up. He won. His whining and "talking" and demand....not "request", but DEMAND....that I play "chase the mouse" with him meant any more sleep this Sunday morning was out of the question. At that moment of realization, PITA officially became "Public Enemy #1".
He should be appearing on "America's Most Wanted" any week now.
S
