After getting much cute little snowball of joy, I headed back over to Lori and Tyler's to enjoy some spaghetti and John Wayne.
She was so cute! Everyone loved her. The boys played on the floor with her and she was excellent with them. Then, she so sweetly ventured to a corner and fell asleep on someone's shoes. Angelic. Peaceful. O bliss!
And then.... she woke up! Proceeded to go to the bathroom several times on Lori's floor, tried to satiate her chewing desires on someone's shoe and kept knocking a guest's drink on the floor and gravitating toward that area of the room to lick it up for the rest of the night.
Crash. Bang. Boom. Welcome to the "real world" of puppyhood!
After much apologizing, I brought her home and down into my room.
Hmmm... How am I gonna do this? I thought. I grabbed a blanket off of our futon and scrunched it all up on the floor next to the head of my bed.
Great. This is fine. She'll just sleep here and it'll all be good.
HA! I spend the next half hour getting up out of bed and putting her back on her blanket. By about 12 pm, she had fallen asleep and I pulled the toothpicks out of my eyes so I could shut them.
2 am Whimper, whimper, whimper. Scuffle. Dripping sound. OH NO! I shot out of bed like a new mom. Picked up my wet pup and brought her outside.
2:15 am Back in bed holding Nettie down on her blanket until she falls asleep.
3:30 am Whimper. No way! This time I promptly scoop her up and bring her outside.
3:45 am Back in bed, scratching Nettie's head to keep her on her blanket. She finally falls asleep.
4:30 am Whine, whimper, whine. OK, here I go again. Up, outside, back in bed. "Now Nettie. Be a good girl and lay in your bed. You really shouldn't have to go potty anymore. It's just not possible you have that little bladder capacity! Please, O please, let me sleep. Lay down and don't get up again until I say so!" (When you lose a REM cycle worth of sleep, you start to go a little crazy)
4:45 am Nettie is finally asleep and I proceed to do the same.
7:00 am Wake up. Eyes feel the way a dog's must when they stick their head out a car window. Dog... Wait? Do I smell something....