OK, I’m officially awake!

Around 5 am this morning, I lept out of bed upon hearing Teddy howling, barking, and bellowing at the top of his dog-lungs.  I suspected at this point that Teddy was having a seizure, so I started calling for him as I sped down the stairs.  He wasn’t at his usual spot by the door, so I was getting more concerned.

There he was, laying in the middle of the kitchen floor.  But instead of seizing, he was wagging his tail.  Apparently, Teddy was having either a very bad or a very good dream.

I’m going to pretend he was free sparring with a giant black bear.

Grumbling about what a stupid dog I have, I trudged back to bed for another two hours.  That, combined with the cold that I am catching, combines to me being VERY tired today.  Surprisingly, I was very productive at work.  I have to figure out the line between tiredness and productivity and why that is!