I didn't get much sleep last night. Pops, instead of doing it earlier in the evening, decided that to uninstall the old dishwasher at 11 pm at night to prepare for the arrival of the new one today. Since the dishwasher had been there for ages and whoever installed it added extra screws in places Pops couldn't easily find, he was clunking and banging until late. I grunted and moaned as loudly as I could to drop hints that it was time for all of us to turn in. Even Mom was not very happy. I could tell by that look on her face. It's the same kind I get when I have my "accidents" on our hardwood floors.
Well, Pops finally clued in and called it a night at 1 am so I could get some beauty rest. Very early in the morning, to our chagrin, he was at it again - clunking and banging. It took him a couple of hours and by that time I was wide awake so George and I started our usual game of chase. We also played tug of war over a yummy old chew wonderfully covered with dustballs and hair that I had buried behind the heating vent in the bathroom.
Uh-oh, I hear Mom calling. She says it's time for our nap. I guess I can catch up on my beauty sleep, after all!
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