Tuesday, July 26, 2011

"Okay, monkey. Here's the plan. Meet me at 3:00 a.m. in the living room."

Last night was the first time a long while that Vinson woke us in the middle of the night. Both surprised (and still in the heavy fog of deep sleep), we decided maybe he needed to go out to park.

Of course, we had played right into Vinson's trap. After opening up the crate, he happily pranced not to the door where we exit to "park", but instead into the living room to pick up his monkey and play.

The squawking squeaker soon rendered us too awake for a quick return to sleep; Sarah played with Vinson a bit, then took him out to park. I caught up on some reading (not coincidentally, "Marley & Me"); and then, just as quickly as he'd awoke, Vinson drifted off to sleep. We weren't so lucky...

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