Internet World, did I ever tell you this?

I feel like I have tons of things to tell you about my new job that fall within the “Blogging Policy” but I don’t want to bore you all too soon.

But I just can’t help it.

I just love a workplace where wearing a sequined shirt or skirt is the norm, and doesn’t get you crazy eyes and a “what are you wearing?” head tilt from coworkers.

I also can’t help but smile every time the CEO plays music over the intercom system and no one bats an eye.  Amazing.

But enough already of the job, I know.  The great view, the great coworkers, the sequins and the music playing CEO.  WHAT DID YOU WANT TO TELL US?

Oh yes, let’s get to the point of this post, shall we?

Did I ever tell you that Brady hides under the bed?  Every night.

Random, I know. 

But as I was getting ready for bed last night I was thinking, “Great, Brady is going to get stuck under the bed once again and I’m going to have to wake up at 1am to his whimpers and pull him out”.  Then it hit me: I realized I never once told you all about this bizarre habit.

I told you of his seizures and his underwear stealing and hiding, but blog readers I have never told you of my dog’s habit of hiding under the bed EVERY NIGHT. 

Like clock work when the hubs and I are getting ready for bed Brady dashes under the bed.  Then around 1am when he’s sure that we’re asleep he comes out from under the bed, shakes off and then settles in between the hubs and myself.  He’s been doing this since he was a puppy, except when he was a puppy he fit with plenty of room to spare.  Now that he’s a whopping 43 pound full grown dog he gets stuck under the bed.  Like, a lot.

So every morning at 1am he starts whimpering and every time the hubs wakes up and pulls him out.  We’re not quite sure why he still insists on lodging himself under the bed, but time and time again he never fails.

A couple of times the hubs and I played tricks on the poor dog.  We blocked the perimeter of the bed with pillows, so when Brady came into the room and tried to go under the bed there was no entry.  The confused look on his face was priceless.

While the hubs is away in Australia I’ve got one more of his tasks added to my daily to do list: rescue the dog from under the bed.

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