As I was sleeping, all cuddly and warm by my lonesome last night, I started to hear our dog Charlie whimpering. I was hoping that Zak would hear him from the living room, so I didn't have to get up. He started whimpering even louder, at which point I could hear Zak walking into the spare bedroom to go get him. At which point, the dog started screeching, and yelping, and howling! John woke up and started screaming, and I'm running to the door to find out what the hell is going on!
Zak slams the door, and apologies to me, and tells me that John will suck his thumb and fall asleep. Apparently Charlie had got his elbow/leg stuck in the bars of the cage, and couldn't get it out. As Zak was trying to help him, Charlie bit Zak's thumb, which was bleeding everywhere. Of course, he bit out of fear, but Zak was still livid. After being jolted awake from that, I couldn't sleep in the silent bedroom. So I went out to the living room to sleep as well (Zak slept on the floor, I was on the couch) where the loud A/C unit put me to sleep. If nothing else came from last night, Zak has a really cool looking thumb wound now!
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