I'm irritated, to say the least. Every night, when I get into bed, Peaches comes with me. She'll sleep with me until Dad gets into bed, in which case she feels it necessary to sleep with him. That's fine. About an hour later, she leaves to eat or race around the house like an idiot - whichever comes first. When she's through, she comes back to bed. Here's where the problem lies...

The bed is in the corner of the room, and I sleep on the outside of it. (Hey - that wall is COLD!) Instead of hopping up on the bed from the bottom, which would be the sensible thing to do in order to get to Dad, she first jumps on the night stand, knocking everything over. Then the blind slams against the window as she looks out. The light goes on (it's a touch lamp and her nose sets it off as she rubs against it.) Finally, after destroying everything in her path, she proceeds onto the bed. She comes to me first, obviously. She sticks that cold wet nose in my face on the off chance that I could STILL be asleep. Once she's fairly certain that I'm not getting any of that much needed sleep, she walks across me over to Dad's chest using my bladder as a spring-board, of course.

For the next few hours, things will be content. Peaches is laying on Dad's chest, purring happily as he pets her, even in sleep. Until Dad rolls over.

He rolls onto his side, facing the wall, taking Peaches with him in his arms. Of course, then she doesn't have enough ROOM. Therefore, she stretches out contentedly, knowing full well that Dad will scoot over to allow her a maximum amount of comfort. This means that Mom also gets shoved to the side, nearly falling off the bed. Of course, Dad sleeps like the dead and there is NO waking him up once he's asleep, let alone moving him.

Frustrated, I get up for drink of water. In the TWO MINUTES that I'm gone, Peaches has successfully taken over MY side of the bed. Dad is still in a position for her to lie between him and the wall, only she's no longer there. After all, Dad doesn't share his pillows, and with Mom gone, she has 2 perfectly fluffy down pillows all to herself. I push her off the bed. Now she's thoroughly mad at me, and walks away in a huff for a drink from the toilet.

Two minutes later, she's back and the process begins again... *Sigh*

Copyright © Jenniffer NifferDollz
February 20, 2001