Four hours sleep, woken up by two different alarms in two different room - so I can't turn them both off in my sleep - and greeted at 8am by a room that looks like someone has tossed a couple of shit grenades into it. I feel I should explain. I have puppies and they shit and piss all the fucking time. So I clean it all up and feed her, this is not the greatest thing for someone who loathes mornings as much as the Grinch hates Christmas, then I go outside for my morning cigarette. What do they do? Not shit more, like they usually do, or fight. They continually scratch my bare legs begging for attention, I can't understand what they want passed the point of continuous stroking for around three minutes. Why is it that my other dog hates the sight of a cigarette and stays five metres away from me at all time, but my puppies seem to think its some kind of chew toy I'm withholding from them yet waving around in their faces - I don't literally wave it in their faces, secondhand smoke and all that.
I'm shattered! I have so much work to do and their constant yapping, shitting, pissing and fighting is trying my patience, which is lacking already.
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