Saturday, August 27, 2016

Ty Demands The Bed

Ty was born in my living room, but he spent the first two years of his life with an elderly woman who spoiled him rotten. She also kept the same hours most elderly people keep. Me, not so much. I pretty much keep vampire hours, so Ty has been slowly adjusting.

Sometimes, he gets tired early and demands me to take down the baby gate. Dinner time gets his mommy Spot all worked up, so I keep the baby gate up most of the evening so she doesn't pee on my bed.

Since Ty's little brain doesn't have a speech center, the best he can do is run back and forth between me and the gate, jumping at it. Chihuahuas are like cranky children when they need to sleep, and he gets impatient if I don't move fast enough to take the gate down.

Uh, a little help here...

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