I've been having trouble stringing two coherent words together on account of The Spoodle and his sleeping habits or more accurately, his waking habits. It wouldn't be so bad really if it weren't for the baby. The Spoodle sleeps through the night more or less and has been slowly stretching morning out to a more civilized hour. This morning he considerately got up at 6.30am to take himself off to the toilet. I only wish he'd taken himself outside first. I guess a small part of me (my conscious mind) knew what he was up to, but at the time, that extra half hour of rest seemed very important. Less so, of course, later when I stepped on a stray spoodle poo in the hallway.
Unfortunately, the baby, who I suspect may be in cahoots with The Spoodle, has been teething and snuffly-headed and thus has been keeping us up later than we would like. So just at the moment, we're caught between a night owl and an early bird. And you know what they say, 'A bird in the bed is worth nothing if the other bird runs in and wakes the first bird by licking her head or conversely lying on him to feel his soft soft fur on her chest.' Or something...
Possibly in cahoots
As you might have noticed, I am enjoying calling The Spoodle, 'The Spoodle'. In spite of the obvious suggestion that she call him, 'Kitty', Ni dubbed him Timothy, or Timmy for short. We can thank Enid Blyton and the wonderful adventures of the Famous Five for that one. It does offer the opportunity to shake one's finger and say, 'TIMOTHY J SPOODLE!' in an outraged tone when he perpetrates some fresh crime against humanity or a shoe or whatnot. As a title, however, 'The Spoodle' offers some indefinable quality that 'Timmy' simply does not. Having said that though, if you were going to go to the trouble to breed a cocker spaniel and a poodle, why, oh why, wouldn't you take that golden, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to call the resulting puppy a 'cocker poodle do'?