Some of you may think I am a complete quack after reading this blog and some of you have already come to that conclusion long ago.
April 20th was when Jason and the rest of the Hogjaw crew flew overseas to start an amazing adventure of which I will be taking part of in the next few days. Most of you know, from previous posts, I have a hard time sleeping as it is, add Jason being overseas to the mix and now I really feel like I'm missing out on something. In the end, I am missing out on some good rest!
I stay awake until my eyes will no longer stay open, usually around midnight or one A.M.
The first night of my late night sleep was interrupted at two-twenty five A.M - dogs barking like crazy. I get up and head to bed (I fall asleep on the couch watching mindless television) after shushing the mutts, sleep until six in the morning and go about my daily duties. The next night, same thing...same time..dogs barking, I shush them and head to bed, sleep until six in the morning and go about my daily duties, tiredly.
At a friends house, while talking about it, I came to the conclusion....my dad has been checking in on Kiah and I since Jason left. It is neat to think about and certainly makes me feel good to know that even in his after life he is watching and concerned but I am so tired!!
When I got home last night, before I fell asleep, I told dad that although I love the idea of his being here, I need him to come at a decent hour because I need some sleep, six a.m would be preferable because that's what time I am supposed to wake up. I fell asleep around one a.m., two-twenty five rolls around and I am still fast asleep! Obviously, I was not awake to think "Sweet, he listened!" If I was awake I am sure that's what I would have said!! Three-seventeen....dogs are barking..I head to bed and so the story continues.
I am not sure what to expect tonight but I have another theory. Those of you who have met my dogs know that most people who come to visit are not welcomed with happy come into our home yips until the fourth time you've come to my house. With that said, the mutts didn't get a chance to meet dad, he has (or so I believe) been here three times, tonight will be the fourth. If there is barking, maybe the mutts will never get used to the other worldly spirit that is now my dad. If there is no barking, maybe the mutts have accepted him OR maybe dad is confident Kiah and I are O.K.
Either way, it's been an interesting few days without the man of the house!!
