Lately, I've been wishing there was a pet version of Elf on the Shelf because Barley and Soth seem to have forgotten that Santa Paws is watching.
Soth has been waking up at the crack of dawn every. single. day. My Up band, which tracks sleep in addition to steps, has been yelling at me because I've been waking up at least 3 times per night every night for the last week--all because some little cat has been jumping onto various surfaces and trying to clear them of books, glasses, jewelry, bottles of lotion, or whatever other items he doesn't think should be there so he can tell me he needs to be fed RIGHT NOW. Heaven forbid his bowl be empty for more than 30 seconds.
|"I have no idea what you could be referring to and I'm appalled that you'd even suggest such a thing."|
|I promise he does not stay like this all night.|
Barley has been equally naughty lately. One of my favorite things is clean sheets. There is nothing I love more than snuggling into clean sheets on the first night they are on the bed. This weekend, I put clean sheets on the bed and was very much looking forward to enjoying them at the end of the day. When I wandered into the bedroom that afternoon, I noticed that my nicely made bed had been unmade--while nobody was caught in the act, I am fairly certain it was my little burrowing dog.
And that same little burrowing dog, has also decided that she can't wait until Christmas to see what her Aunt Lindsey is getting. I'd hidden the box that Aunt L's present was in under my bed so she wouldn't find it while she was here for Thanksgiving and Barley didn't mess with it once during the two weeks it was there. Then yesterday, I moved it into the spare room with all of the other gifts I'll need to take to my parents' house in a couple weeks so that it doesn't get forgotten. As I was grading papers, I heard a shredding noise. When I went into the spare room, I found Barley very busy trying to tear the corner off of the box.
Clearly the darlings don't know that Santa Paws is watching their every move and deciding if they deserve any new toys for Christmas. I wonder if an elf would help them to remember.