No Sleep On Sunday

Hello friends and fans. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your tired doggie reporter 

Chester L. W. Spaniel. 

Our crazy ghostwriter worked a double shift last night. She was lucky one of the day shift nurses came in early so she could go home at 5AM. When she limped out the back door of the nursing home, she was surprised to hear the robins were all singing even though it was still dark out. When she got home, the Stodgy Robin Society of Eagle Ridge South members were singing loudly in practically every tree! The moon was still out too. By 5:45AM, the cardinals started singing too, followed by the chickadees, some screeching grackles, a crow, and then the house finches and sparrows. She should have just gone straight to bed as soon as she got home. But instead she stood outside and listened to the birdie concert!

Just when she finally got to sleep around 8AM, a neighbor started mowing the lawn! Who mows their lawn on Sunday morning?

But what's this?

Not to be outdone, Dad got out his own roaring dragon noisy machine scary monster grass slice and dice thing! We doggies went in when Dad fired that up! And still no sleep for ghostwriter!

She tried to take a nap later, but she said I was barking too much. Well, it's my job to scare the Evil Squirrel Cartel away! As the primary member of the Double Doggie Homeland Security System, since my aged associate Joseph (Joey dog) Spaniel is semi-retired, I have to work extra hard to protect and warn the humans every time the neighbor kids go by on their big wheelie bikes, or a car door slams somewhere, or people go walking by with their doggies, etc.

I am NOT aged!

It's now after 9:30PM. The neighbors are all inside their houses. The birdies are all quiet. We doggies are sleeping too. Ghostwriter is drinking a glass of wine.

Go to bed already!