Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Growing up I had a miniature poodle.  My mother always said she wanted to come back as a dog in her house.  It got me thinking about BJ living with me.  I know we're both very lucky to have each other; however, the last few nights he was luckier.

For the past few days BJ wasn't feeling well.  He had to got out very frequently including in the middle of the night.  For the last four nights somewhere around 3 or 4 AM, he stood on the bed near me and began to hit my arm.  When I didn't respond quickly enough he pulled the covers off me.  I got the message.  We ran out directly to the fire hydrant in front of the house.  I did walk him to the corner just in case.   I'm  happy it's hot so I just needed to throw on shorts and a shirt.

When we got back, BJ mushed up the chair's pillow, made him self comfortable, and went right to sleep.  I, on the other hand, couldn't fall asleep for a while.

The pillow is a needle point picture of BJ.  My friend did a beautiful job.


  1. That picture ... and the pillow! ... is precious.
    Feel better soon, BJ!

  2. Yes, BJ is lucky to have such a responsive person to take him out and lose her sleep. But you're lucky BJ is persistent about waking you. Some dogs would just make a table leg their hydrant. :)

    Sure hope BJ feels better soon. For both your sakes.

    1. You are right - almost. The first night I found a little poop on my living room carpet. He also threw up. That's part of what you sign up for when you get a dog. He watched as I cleaned it up, and I made it a point of talking softly to him.

      Happy to report he's feeling better.