Pepper. Our Own Dog. |
But then I realized I could hear the dog because the windows were open, which meant that for the first time in four months it's not 100 degrees at midnight, oh frabjous day!, and I was happy.
But then I realized that, wait a minute, I think that's Pepper, Our Own Dog, and I was annoyed.
But then I realized that Husband heard the same thing and had gone to Take Care of the Problem, and I was happy.
But then I realized the reason Pepper was barking had left its calling card wafting through the windows, and I was annoyed.
But then Husband returned and closed the windows.
And I was happy and went back to sleep.
The End.
SKUNK!!
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