I love my fur babies. I really do. Dog-food-commercial-romping-through-the-fields-in-slow-motion love them. Then, there are the times that they earn the well-deserved stink eye from yours truly, met by apologetic belly-baring floor poses (you know the ones.) Today was one of those days. Enter my tiny terrorist, Daisy.
Normally, I get to sleep in til about 7 am or so before bone-shaped tags chime and the mattress shakes. The odds were not ever in my favor today, for somewhere in the fifth hour I woke up to the lovely, gutteral sounds of…
“gloop, gloop, gloop…“
Wait, is that sound of a puppy lapping up water? Did they jump off the bed for a sip of water? No. It’s not. It’s the precursor to the bobbing head, and the “splat” on the floor (if you’re lucky). So, did my groggy and pillow-creased self feel lucky at 5 something in the morning today? No, because you and I both knew what was in store for me.
Only that I didn’t, because Daisy was sitting next to me…in the second round of the “glooping.” Why hello there nice, little, wet and dark puddle between us! Fffuuuuuuug me. I instinctively grabbed her and ran to the bathroom and sat her next to the sink. She blinked up at me, confused. Crazy Daisy. Oh the frustrating irony.
I head back to bed, with Daisy tucked under my arm, and remove the soiled blanket. Too tired to think, I throw it on the floor and fall back asleep. An hour later…
“Gloop, gloop, gloop…”
I sit up in bed, grab her, and (cursing this God forsaken hour) hold her head over the edge of the bed and, expecting to hear a splat, I look down and noticed she has an even larger puddle on the jeans I forgot I sleepily threw on the floor at 1 am.
Ffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggg. My favorite ones!
At this point I give up on sleep and give her a bath and blow-dry. Followed by, oh joy, a second bath and a second blow-dry only an hour later. Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed dawn shows up ready to shine, and I’ve already given two dog baths to the same 6-pounder. Lovely.
And Daisy? Well, you ask her.
Fresh as a daisy.
Rachel @ front row seat says
Awww! But she’s too cute! You can’t stay upset with her for too long :)
Catalyn H says
She is so darn cute!!! Yuck for the puke tho !
That’s not a fun way to start your morning! I hope she is feeling better though!
Sarah Kil says
Awww… that last picture of her is tooooooooo cute! Sorry about the puking, but you really can’t stay mad at that face :D
Kelsey Eaton says
Your puppy is so cute!!
Alexandra Lackey says
awee she is sooo cute!
Lisette @ Northern Belle Diaries says
Aww, thanks everyone! Daisy is very sweet. She’s as good as new now, but it took her a while to get rid of what went down. She is beating up her brother again. All cool.
Alison @ Get Your Pretty On says
What a little cutie! OK, now I can understand what you give up a good night’s sleep for. :)
no matter what, such a cutie!!
Alyse Christine says
That is one cute dog!!:)
Julia P F says
cute dog! I would love to swap buttons with you… I posted to passionfruit. Please do the same on my blog (www.juliasmath.com) and use code “free”. I would have emailed you, but I didn’t see an email address on the contact page. Thanks!
Anna Combrink says
Daisy is so precious, she looks just like my dog Toby! Is she a bichon?
I hope she feels better, sick babies are never fun. :(
Lisette @ Northern Belle Diaries says
Thanks! She and Chip took turns being sick. They have such sensitive tummies! Daisy is a purebred Maltese. Chip is a Maltese mix; he’s my beautiful little mutt :) Both so sweet…I love that about Maltese! Thanks for stopping by!
Elenora Coward says
No words can describe how charming Daisy is! She looks like a battery operated stuff toy! I can’t see myself getting angry or annoyed at a cute little creature like her. Just staring at her will take all my stress away.