The “bark” would be from the Black Lab/Terrier mix, Buddy, and her faithful, though not-so-smart side-kick, Gus, the blue-eyed Australian Shepherd. They spent the last two nights in the house after frenzied barking attacks.
They think they need to scare off every deer or other critter that passes their territory. I happen to disagree, but can’t seem to convey that to them, so at 1:15 a.m. yesterday morning and at 9 p.m. last night, I snapped my fingers and quietly called, and they obediently (miraculously) came. Actually, Gus went to the dog house the first time, but that was o.k. because he usually isn’t the instigator of the aforementioned frenzied barking attacks.
I was afraid that Buddy, the brains of the outfit, may have decided that this was a great way to get to sleep inside, but really those goofy dogs prefer the outside, so tonight, so far, they have been quiet, but it’s only 11:45…
The “beep” would be from the handy-dandy insulin pump that John wears. His newest meter is quiet, but the pump beeps at me when I bolus him for high blood sugar (anything over 150).
His daddy, the multi-talented, electrical/software, blog AND pump engineer is out of town and I am his stand-in. On a side note, He is also a great lactation engineer, but that’s another story and besides, those days are over and I’m not sharing him 😉
Doing night duty is not the most fun thing to do, but I am happy to be able to take care of my boy. The dogs aren’t earning any points with me though. I would obviously prefer that they sleep through the night. Maybe, just maybe, I have been known to wake them up from their lovely naps in the afternoon sun to admonish them to try sleeping at night, but they don’t take me up on it often.
“Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18