I Just Want to Sleep Til Dawn

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“Bllgh hack blllgggh ack blllllgggg ack bllgh ackawooo.”

I look at the bedside clock. 4:00 a.m.

We hear it at the same time.

Matt turns on his bedside lamp. “It’s coming from your side.” Where the puppy we’ve been dog sitting has taken over our own puppy’s pillow on the floor.

“No, it’s on your side.” Where our 15-year-old lab sleeps on her memory foam doggie bed.

We stumble out of bed and switch sides.

He turns on the overhead lamp.

Really? Now I’ll never fall back asleep.

I grab a hand towel and search the house. None of the dogs has gotten sick.

Lights out. Back to bed. Matt’s snarkeling five minutes later.

How does he do that?

“Bllgh hack blllgggh ack blllllgggg ack bllgh ackawooo.”

It’s then I realize it’s the humidifier gurgling.

I fall back asleep and dream of geese.

Until 4:15 when the puppies wake me up.

Her writing muse lurks in the volcanic hills amidst mustangs, marmots and jackalopes. While hiking with her dogs, Ann stumbles upon stories of dark humor.

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