Drama at 2 AM

Drama at 2AM.  That's pretty typical in our household.  My human was thinking the other day that if given three wishes, one of hers would be for a SOLID night's sleep.

It was Wednesday night.  Around 2 AM.  And it was muggy outside although the bedroom window was open.  I was lying on the bed, but feeling a bit restless with the humid weather.  So I started rolling.  On my back.  And bashing into my human's legs.  I was also making groaning noises - might was well add sound effects to the action.  My human sat up and looked at me and said "settle down buddy."  I just ignored her - as usual,  and kept on rolling. Then I decided to move to the  floor.  But I decided to jump off the end of the bed - over the footboard.  Now it's not that I haven't done that 1000 times before - but I think I was a bit dizzy after my roll-a-thon.  So I jumped, but got my foot caught on the floorboard.  My human heard "CLUNK" and then me whimpering.  She shot out of bed to find me sitting on the floor at the end of the bed.  And when I went to get up, I wasn't using my back right leg.  "Oh NO buddy" she said.  Remember, in Nova Scotia, everybody is called buddy.   It's a weird regional thing.  But I digress.  I hobbled over to her and she examined my leg.  I didn't cry in pain - but I wouldn't put weight on my leg.  So she went to the kitcen for treats. Apparently treats fix broken limbs.  Just kidding - she wanted to see me walk.  I hobbled down the hall on three legs. But what to do at 2AM?!   SHE WENT BACK TO BED!  Seriously.  She led me down the hallway back to the bedroom, massaged my leg a bit and WENT BACK TO BED!   Here I am in agony and she GOES BACK TO BED.  OK. I wasn't REALLY in agony - and she figured that out pretty quickly.  She also figured if I was not mobile in the morning, I would be heading for the Vet.

Guess what?  It was a miracle.   I awoke the next morning and was COMPLETELY fine.  My human was quite relieved.

Want the truth?  I've been taking drama lessons from Einstein when my human goes to work.  He's the guy who squeaks and moans when being groomed.  So I decided to give his technique  try.  Well, I did get a couple late night treats....

Now what to do tonight?

Have a good one.  Peace and paws up!