MY LIFE IS TRAGEDY.
Goddammit. =|
Barking. Constant fucking barking. Clock? 6AM. Go back to fucking sleep.
Barking. The fucking pomeranian my grandmother is dogsitting for her friends down the street keeps fucking barking. He shuts up long enough for me to get back to sleep but by 8AM I'm awake again and trying to ignore him. Shout for him to shut up and he does for about ten minutes and then he starts up again.
So at 9 I walk downstairs, pick him up, and forcibly throw him outside the back door.
He has ceased barking!
Unfortunately I am too awake to fall back asleep.
Thanks, dog.
I fucking hate pomeranians.
Barking. Constant fucking barking. Clock? 6AM. Go back to fucking sleep.
Barking. The fucking pomeranian my grandmother is dogsitting for her friends down the street keeps fucking barking. He shuts up long enough for me to get back to sleep but by 8AM I'm awake again and trying to ignore him. Shout for him to shut up and he does for about ten minutes and then he starts up again.
So at 9 I walk downstairs, pick him up, and forcibly throw him outside the back door.
He has ceased barking!
Unfortunately I am too awake to fall back asleep.
Thanks, dog.
I fucking hate pomeranians.