Monday, 3 August 2009

Morning Call

I guess we've been lucky so far. The spell was broken over the weekend when Sparky woke me up at 3am on Saturday, barking and yapping. The Farmer naturally slept through the noise, he could fall asleep on a washing line, which meant I had the job of getting up to see what all the commotion was about. Cladding myself in dressing gown and slippers, I crept downstairs, trying to make as much noise as possible, grabbed a torch, kennel keys and Sparky's lead. I was too tired to be annoyed. The thought of getting back to my warm and cosy bed kept me going. As I approached the kennel, the noise was deafening. Six puppies wanted out, as did a very impatient Sparky. In my haste to get the lead on Sparky, our only deterrent to her charging off, one of the pups escaped, eager to fumble its way into the abyss of night. I had no choice but to let go of the lead in order to rescue the furry fugitive which gave Sparky enough time to disappear into the blackness of the garden. Even my calls through the silence did not wake the Farmer. Or maybe they did...

After returning the reluctant pup, I caught up with Sparky and walked her round the garden where she did indeed confirm her need to bark furiously at a ridiculous hour. Relieved, I took her back to the kennel, locked the door and walked back to the house. The problem was, Sparky didn't want to be in the kennel. She wanted to be in the house. So she continued to bark. And by then I was wide awake. Realising I wasn't going to get back to sleep in a hurry, I decided to go on Facebook, see who was lurking, if anybody, at a time when I should have been dreaming about David Tennant and my ride in the TARDIS. She stopped barking after twenty minutes or so but it was 4.30am when I finally started feeling tired again. And just as I was drifting off to the planet Gallifrey, the damn dog started again. This time I made sure the Farmer woke up.

Upon feeling refreshed after a couple of hours dozing, I began to feel rather sorry for Sparky, being cooped up with six hyper puppies all night, six rather big puppies, with teeth.



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  1. Phew. What a night! Hope you have a David Tennant one tonight!
    Cal x

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  2. Gosh, haven't they grown, looking very cute!
    Expect Sparkey wanted a night dreaming of some doggy star!

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  3. That was some rude awakening- rather you than me, chum!

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  4. I just LOVE your header!
    That's the only thing about pets. They are like babies in the night.
    Theres only one thing for it. You will have to let them come up on your bed at night, then when they lick you, the Tenant dream will be more real!

    Maybe there was something prowling around...... like a fox?

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  5. It seems just yesterday they were tiny. Today they're huge!!
    Hope you get some rest...

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  7. yikes, the joys of motherhood. poor sparkey!

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  8. ha. babies will do that wether they are dogs or otherwise...remember many a day walking around like a zombie after nights of walking my boys just to get them quiet, um i mean asleep...lol. hope you get some rest.

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  9. Love your header, it's soooo cute, I can sympathize with you on getting up in the night, seems men just can't hear the barking dogs (unless they want YOU to make them be quiet) or the babies crying.

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  10. Hmm I think I was up an hour after that although not with puppies. Considering I'm urban and you're in the heart of the country you'd think there'd be a greater discrepancy.
    Cheers

    p.s. just in case you haven't noticed, your comments link to your test site, that may be affecting your readership when people want to find / check out / follow you.

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  11. Aww, poor you. Poor Sparky!
    Treasure them while it lasts....surely it's not long to go now till they're gone, is it?

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  12. Who'd be a mum of sextuplets? Or an adopted granny of six? Phew, tiring just looking at them all, x

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  13. Oh yes, she must be going through some difficult times, that Sparky!
    I cannot believe how huge they are now. They look half their mum's size!!

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  14. Oh my, the pups have really grown! How soon until they go to their new homes?

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  15. Cook - Two weeks left with the little monkeys!! Two girls are definitely going on 18th Aug, probably 2 boys also. I'm taking them to vets on 17th for their first injection. That should be fun and games!

    Thank you for your comments, CJ xx

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  16. CJ, you DO know David Tennat reads this blog, don't you?

    (He told me ....)

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  17. Gosh, they've grown!
    Hope you get a better rest tonight!

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  18. My goodness, those puppies have grown! I wouldn't be surprised that Sparky is a bit tired of having them around. And for them to bounce you out of bed!

    I think it's about time for the puppies to be heading to their new homes. Two weeks probably won't go fast enough, for you and/or Sparky.

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  19. My how they have grown CJ!!
    I can only imagine how painful it must be for poor Sparky receiving all those sharp little teeth every time they want a feed! They are so cute as ever!!!
    Big Hug XX

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  20. So it's normal to dream about David T?? Great!

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  21. My dogs will occasionally start barking in the middle of the night. Usually it's because they heard the dog across the river howl, or there's a raccoon on the deck. Very occasionally, they do actually need to go out. And always on the coldest nights, too.
    Those are some beautiful dogs. I wish I were close enough to adopt a couple of them.

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