When the dog wakes up to go outside and 'do her business' I find a way to occupy the time otherwise I fall asleep. I would feel bad if I passed out and left her outside in the freezing rain, so thoughts of roasted meat in the oven, horseradish, yorkshire pudding and gravy kept me awake last in the wee hours of the morning. It was either that, or daydream of, um, more lewd activities.
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Date: 2005-12-15 01:44 pm (UTC)