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Last night Linda felt a little like when Tier and Taylor were infants and she was getting up 4 or 5 times a night and delirious from being tired. I was sick during the night and had to throw-up. Because I'm a dainty good dog, I did not want to get sick on The Big Bed, so I yipped to go in the kitchen and just mess the tile. She cleaned it up, but made me stay in my kitchen bed in case I wasn't done. She fell back asleep for an hour, and I woke her up again to come and get me because I was lonely. Then Chim had to go out a few hours latter. It was only 3:00 a.m., too early to get up so she went back to bed. When the alarm went off at 6:30, she was so out of it that in the semi-darkness, she thought the ceiling fan was a giant raccoon face and freaked out for a second. I won't go into detail of all the things she dropped, did in the wrong order or ran into this morning. At least now she is more awake and alert after a shower. Still raining, so I doubt we'll get a walk again today. Wet snow is in the forecast for tonight. Yuck.
