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I'm going to have to be especially nice to Ben today.
Background: my computer room is directly across the hall from my bedroom. It has a large window (about 6' 6" by 5'), which faces the street. My house is on a corner lot, and there is a streetlight on the corner. The curtains on that window are relatively light. As a consequence, there's always a fair amount of light in that room - enough to make it hard for me to sleep, if I leave the door open. (I have to leave the bedroom door open, so that the dogs can go in and out.) So, I normally keep the door to the computer room shut at night.
When I'm working at the computer, frequently one or both dogs will come in to sit nearby, most often curling up in the cubby under the desk. I don't always notice this.
Last night, plagued with sleeplessness (and anxious to get the results of last night's game, in which Adam Eaton had a no-hitter after seven innings), I got up around 12:30 or so and spent some time online. When I finished, I left the room, shut the door, and went back to bed. I neglected to check for the presence of dogs.
Oops.
Ben is a very insecure dog, though I've tried hard to convince him that he is loved (and he's much better now than when I first brought him home). Locking him up in the computer room is not a good thing to do.
(By the way, Eaton lost the no-hitter in the eighth. The Padres won 5-4, but Eaton didn't even get the win, poor guy.)
Background: my computer room is directly across the hall from my bedroom. It has a large window (about 6' 6" by 5'), which faces the street. My house is on a corner lot, and there is a streetlight on the corner. The curtains on that window are relatively light. As a consequence, there's always a fair amount of light in that room - enough to make it hard for me to sleep, if I leave the door open. (I have to leave the bedroom door open, so that the dogs can go in and out.) So, I normally keep the door to the computer room shut at night.
When I'm working at the computer, frequently one or both dogs will come in to sit nearby, most often curling up in the cubby under the desk. I don't always notice this.
Last night, plagued with sleeplessness (and anxious to get the results of last night's game, in which Adam Eaton had a no-hitter after seven innings), I got up around 12:30 or so and spent some time online. When I finished, I left the room, shut the door, and went back to bed. I neglected to check for the presence of dogs.
Oops.
Ben is a very insecure dog, though I've tried hard to convince him that he is loved (and he's much better now than when I first brought him home). Locking him up in the computer room is not a good thing to do.
(By the way, Eaton lost the no-hitter in the eighth. The Padres won 5-4, but Eaton didn't even get the win, poor guy.)
