Part of the zoo that I live with...

Bear

Bear and Moe

Every morning, I am woken up to the "zoo" animals that I call my pets. On the weekends its even worse, let me explain how it works.

I have a California King, and when going to bed, I am cozy, I have space and CSP and I are sharing one blanket, at some point in the middle of the night Travis comes into our bed (Cameron gives in and lets him sleep with us), Moe (our little dog) curls up into a little ball and sleeps where ever he can fit, Bear (our not so little puppy) sprawls out on the bed and has bad gas (haha), and then there is Baby Kitty, small, yet LOUD. She comes into the bed meowing and rubbing her little head against any part of your body not hidden under the covers, and walks on your chest, ugh. Every Saturday and Sunday, the first thing CSP says is "Its a freaking zoo in here". And it is. The only good thing that comes out of all this, I some how end up with my own blanket!!!

I love my pets, but come on, we have a 3 bedroom home, with a family room, and everyone (including pets) has to sleep in the same bed?!?!? Maybe I should just rent a one bedroom apartment and cut back on housing costs... haha yeah right.