So yesterday morning I was awakened by this tragic whimpering from the floor. Just imagine a child sighing over and over again with an ”I’m so bored” inbetween. I looked at the clock and it was around 4:45am. I tried to remain as still as possible as to not awaken the beast anymore than she was already awake…apparently the shift of my foot under the covers meant that I was ready to get up. This “whimpering” turned into an all out whine and I’m pretty sure if I had the ability to pick Lexi up her back would have bowed and she would have been crying at a decible that only, well I guess only her and Sadie could hear. I got up and took care of the dogs and as is typical the husband laid in bed and pretended to be asleep…jerk.
Hi Everybody! I'm Angela. I love my dogs, adore my husband and try to make the best out of everyday! 
