Thank you for once again waking me up at 6:00 AM on my day off. I’d obviously much rather dish out kibble and walk dogs than relax and sleep in on the rare occasion that I actually have the opportunity to do so. Oh and while we’re on the subject, thanks for waking me up an hour before my alarm goes off during the week too. I’m glad to see letting you out later and giving you late night snacks has had zero affect on your internal clocks.
I know this is the cross I chose to bear when I got suckered in by your respective sad stories and brought you home for a better life. It’s fine. All I ask is this, when I eventually fall over dead from hypertension from never being allowed to sleep or relax, please don’t eat my corpse. I’m an organ donor.
Yes, Mr. Annoying Pants, I’m talking to you.
The only light sleeper in this entire stinking house