During our blog break last week, our girl had not one, but two horrible nights.
Night one: Thursday night - reason first thunderstorm of the season.
The good: she didn't bark and when one of us got up and moved downstairs she was able to hid in the basement bathroom quietly. (we took turns sleeping down there, I ended up spending about 2.5 hours on the couch).
The bad: Prior to settling she was pacing and shaking and once I was awake, I was up for 1.5 hours or so.
|Helping me work Friday morning|
Night two: Friday night - at 3 am she decided she needed to pee. She had refused to get up when the Man had tried to take her out before bed, so in some fairness to her she hadn't been out for probably 8 or 9 hours. She will be carried out in the future if necessary. I was only awake about an hour that night.
At the time of the writing of this post, it is really windy, so I fear another sleepless night and then the next two have a lot of rain . . . . .
|More napping on Friday after the sleepless night|