Here’s your daily dose of The Pasha:
She must have been disturbed by the storms last night, as I woke up at 3:15 AM with a 40 lb dog trying to curl up on my pillow/head. Disturbing, and no thank you. I tried to reason with her, but my bargaining skills are not up to par that early, and I ended up forcing her into the hallway and shutting the door. In mid-slumber, John supported the decision, but I overhead him talking with Pasha over breakfast and he was surely talking himself up as the better parent. Le sigh. Once he left I made her scrambled eggs and I think we’re friends again.