alls you people are driving me nuts

I told my husband last night at 2:30am in the morning that everyone under this roof is driving me nuts...

Last night at 2:15am, I awake to the rattling of a cage. The dogs stay in a big kennel in our room for the night time. Scoti is a perfect angel and is just as content as can be in his kennel. Roy is mostly content but often DEMANDS to be taken out of the kennel at such fun times at 2:15am in the morning during a work week. I first ignore him then tell him to be quiet. Then I rattle the cage back at him which only works for about a minute which is comparably longer than the every second that ensued before that. Only to eventually take him out of the kennel and properly escort him outside to do his business. Oh, I didn't tell you the dogs WEREN'T house trained and James and I have been in the long, arduous process of house training. There is something to the saying you can't teach an old dog new tricks. Flip. Anyway, Roy (the dog who is my little furry, smelly and licky thorn in my side) barks to let me know he is done being outside. Then crawls into bed with me and James. He doesn't decide to sit at the bottom of our feet like ever other dog in America... he has to sit at the top of the bed right above my head. There he passes out for the rest of the morning only to wake startled when I would toss or turn...like I was inconviencing him. I'm so sorry...

Roy is obsessed with me. He follows me around everywhere! He wakes me up in the middle of the night because he wants to be next to me. Seriously, I'm not cut out for parenthood...and I think this little stinker of a dog would somehow hurt our child secretly because of jealously. Already, I am in the middle of a bitter love triangle between Scoti and Roy. Dare I show them affection at the same time. A barking brawl breaks out. It's not pretty.

I'm moving out to the backyard. Pewter, the cat, she doesn't drive me nuts. Her and I could live peacefully out in the backyard.