Rafi
06-11-2006, 11:23 AM
About 4 years ago or so when Pogo was only 1 year old, we took a trip to Lisa's Uncles house. Since it was in Windsor, Ontario which borders Detroit, Michigan, it was a 4-5 hour drive, and so we planned to stay over night. Pogo had tons of fun playing with Gorby that day, a Jack Russell mix, and finally later that evening it was time for bed time.
So we got a room in the basement, Lisa slept on the day bed/couch and I lay on the floor on an inflatable bed, Pogo was all excited and would run back and forth to Lisa and I. So finally we told Pogo it was time for bed and we put him inside his crate and being such a good boy we left the crate door open.
Morning arrived and I was the first to wake up, I lifted my head, still lying on the mattress, looking up I saw that Lisa was still asleep. I then looked at Pogos crate and the little bugger was not in there. Being a small room it did not take long to look around to see where he was, after a couple of looks around the room no Pogo to be found, the door to the room was locked so he could not have gone out, the day bed/couch that Lisa was sleeping on was too high for him to jump up and he wasn’t there either, at that moment I realized that there was a lump under the blanket to my right. Now when I sleep in a strange place I tend to roll around more than usual.
So I started tapping the lump to see if indeed it was Pogo, and nothing no movement. I started to get worried, so I tapped and shook some more…. nothing no movement!!! I thought to myself “OH MY GOD, I’ve accidentally squished him in my sleep”, looking back up at Lisa, I started to think what am I going to tell her? “Good Morning Lisa, I smothered Pogo”, that was not an acceptable scenario, so after few more shakes and taps I was convinced he was a goner.
I took a deep breath and started to lift the blanket to confirm my fears, by this time the sun had risen and was shining inside the room, as I lifted the blanket the sunshine illuminated underneath the blanket and I could see the cutest pair of almond eyes staring back at me. PHEW!!! Relief the little ******* is alive!!! What a scare.
If he had only moved or wiggled when I tapped and shook him earlier. So I pulled him out from under the blanket and gave him hugs and kisses and after a while it was time to wake up mommy so I helped him onto the day bed/couch at which point Pogo proceeded to lick mommy’s face and wake her up.
So we got a room in the basement, Lisa slept on the day bed/couch and I lay on the floor on an inflatable bed, Pogo was all excited and would run back and forth to Lisa and I. So finally we told Pogo it was time for bed and we put him inside his crate and being such a good boy we left the crate door open.
Morning arrived and I was the first to wake up, I lifted my head, still lying on the mattress, looking up I saw that Lisa was still asleep. I then looked at Pogos crate and the little bugger was not in there. Being a small room it did not take long to look around to see where he was, after a couple of looks around the room no Pogo to be found, the door to the room was locked so he could not have gone out, the day bed/couch that Lisa was sleeping on was too high for him to jump up and he wasn’t there either, at that moment I realized that there was a lump under the blanket to my right. Now when I sleep in a strange place I tend to roll around more than usual.
So I started tapping the lump to see if indeed it was Pogo, and nothing no movement. I started to get worried, so I tapped and shook some more…. nothing no movement!!! I thought to myself “OH MY GOD, I’ve accidentally squished him in my sleep”, looking back up at Lisa, I started to think what am I going to tell her? “Good Morning Lisa, I smothered Pogo”, that was not an acceptable scenario, so after few more shakes and taps I was convinced he was a goner.
I took a deep breath and started to lift the blanket to confirm my fears, by this time the sun had risen and was shining inside the room, as I lifted the blanket the sunshine illuminated underneath the blanket and I could see the cutest pair of almond eyes staring back at me. PHEW!!! Relief the little ******* is alive!!! What a scare.
If he had only moved or wiggled when I tapped and shook him earlier. So I pulled him out from under the blanket and gave him hugs and kisses and after a while it was time to wake up mommy so I helped him onto the day bed/couch at which point Pogo proceeded to lick mommy’s face and wake her up.