Puppy Noses and Sneaky Roommates

blouse: Ebay   pants: Asos   shoes: thrifted   bracelet: DIY

We partied like rock stars for Matt’s birthday this weekend. We partied so much that we woke up Sunday morning with red noses and sore throats. Of course the Indian was feeling great and promptly woke us up at 8:00 with the poke of her cold wet nose (she delights in waking us up in the most unpleasant ways possible, this tactic is only second favorite, her most treasured is a swat in the face with her paw). So I woke up played with the Indian and of course crashed out on the couch mid tug-o-war. When I came to my senses (my ridiculously groggy senses) I sloppily plopped off of the couch and fumbled my way to the bed. I was ridiculously out of sorts, but for some reason when I laid down in the bed I just couldn’t fall asleep. I tossed and turned and thought to myself, WHY OH WHY CAN’T I SLEEP!!! I’M EXHAUSTED!!! I’M SICK!!! LET ME SLEEP!! It was like the princess and the pea, something just wasn’t right. Finally I began to take drastic measures, with Matt asleep on the other side of the bed I started looking through the blankets to see what was bugging me. He of course mumbled, “aarrjjgsabgoooo back to bed.” To which I replied, “shove it poopy!” okay so I only said that in my head but wouldn’t it have been se great if I’d have said it! And then I saw them, there they were, lying in all of their wretchedness underneath my pillow. A knife and a bone. I mean, I learned from recent events that Matt sleeps like a crazy face with a knife under his pillow but since when did it migrate to my pillow, and when did Indie get in on the action too?? And HOW did I not notice it the whole night?! And why and how?? This girls is having a stern talk with her roomies today…..right after I sleep for like sixteen more hours.