25th September 2016
Winnie was shrieking at 06.30 this morning, a sound that cuts through you like a sharp knife.
I dragged my half asleep body out of bed and into the room where Phoebe and her sleeps.
There is a strategy that we have established, but in my state I forgot all about that. I was concerned that Kelli would wake and not be able to go back to sleep.
I managed to get her, and of course Phoebe, outside, but then she wanders about, chewing grass and not getting down to the wees and poos.
Eventually she did wee, then it was getting her back inside, often a difficult task.
Finally I got her and Phoebe inside, then it was keeping them quiet.
We all settled on the sofa luckily they both went back to sleep, and I dozed until I heard the stirring from the bedroom.
It has become life changing, habit changing, normal changing routines, I know the dogs will get older, slow down, but, so will I.
But until then we will carry on battling the two high energy puppies, if only they could help me in the garage, that is too much to wish for.
