I came across this letter written about 5 years ago and really enjoyed re-reading it, so decided to post it for eternity :). Muffin, bless her, is now at the Rainbow Bridge but I am sure she would be very happy to know she is still giving me such enjoyable memories.
It's 7.20am and I have just waved A-M and T off on their wee trip to Hamilton. I knew I would have to get up early today so had been hoping for a good night's sleep but Muffin had other ideas.
About 4.30am she woke and wandered all over the bed, eventually settling into the 6in strip of bed between me and edge ... stayed there a few moments, and started moving again. That is NEVER a good sign! She hopped off the bed and went into the hallway, where she proceeded to growl and scratch at the front door. If she had gone straight ahead instead of turning right when she exited my room, she would have been in the living area where the dog door is .... it’s also the area where her biscuits and food are. Muffin continued to make a fuss until I got out of bed and escorted her to the back door. Put her outside and she made a very quick visit to the lawn. Oh good, I thought, we can all go back to sleep now. Silly me! I don't know what I was thinking.
On the way back to the bedroom, Muffin remembered her food corner and decided to check it out. Oh no, one bowl was empty so she stood on the side and tipped it over - and over - and over .... Sigh - muggins me put some biscuits down, left Muffin inspecting them and went back to bed. Settled down, closed my eyes and Muffin returned - with a biscuit in her mouth. Now, where to bury it? She covered every inch of the bed, including the pillow and me, was not satisfied I wouldn't find the said biscuit, so hopped back off the bed and out into the hallway. She returned minutes later; back on to the bed, wandering all over again. Then she decided to rub or scratch her head on the bed covers. That felt like an earthquake of at least a 7 on the richter scale.
Believe it or not, but I was getting just a bit tetchy by this stage. Grabbed hold of her and gave her a good head scratch in the hope it would be sufficient. Little madam sat there and enjoyed it but when I stopped she jumped off the bed and went back into the hall, where she proceeded to growl and scratch at the front door again. With slightly less grace than normal, I got out of bed again. By the time I got to the bedroom door, she was waiting halfway up the hall on her way to the living area. She led the way to the back door, I let her out. She did one circuit of the patio and came back in through the dog door. We wandered back up the hallway, again past her biscuit and water bowl. She gave it a quick sniff and followed me back to the bedroom. I climbed into bed and she proceeded to rub herself all around the edge of the bed - 9 on the richter scale! By this time it was about 5.10am and I was aware I would be getting up in the next hour but I hadn’t had anywhere enough sleep yet. I sat up and spoke firmly to Muffin who looked very surprised at my attitude and continued doing what she was doing.
At this point, Mingus got off the foot of the bed where he had been sleeping and disappeared. (I found him later on A-M's bed - sensible dog!). Perhaps if I ignore her, she'll stop fussing and get tired, I thought to myself. Sure enough, she soon climbed back on to the bed and inspected it all over again. She settled down twice but only for a few seconds. Then she got down again and started growling and scratching at the front door - again! As soon as I reached the hallway though, she changed direction and headed back for the living area and the back door. Let her out again and this time she did two circuits of the patio and stopped once at her empty outside water bowl (my grandchildren visited yesterday) before coming back in through the dog door. By this time I was beginning to mutter ..... we returned to the bedroom and on the way, she again checked the food situation and had a drink of water. She then went back towards the back door and climbed into her day bed, curled up and went to sleep! I was ready to start growling and scratching at something myself by now!!
I climbed back into my dogless bed at 5.40am and had 20 minutes uninterrupted sleep before waking up with a start as I hadn’t heard A-M up and knew she had to be up and about by 6am if she was to get to PN in time to catch her plane. So, I got out of bed again and wandered through the house to her room. Lights were on and she was dressed so I headed back to bed again, just to rest my eyes. Muffin followed, picked up her biscuit she had "buried" in the hall (not even covered), and we both settled down for another 30 mins sleep. Muffin, poor thing, is exhausted and is still asleep!!
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