Extreme cleaning!!!

Clean sheets, fresh blankets, chasing all the happy dust bunnies from under the bed, all wonderful things except when you are doing it at 3 am. I Don't know what it is about this magic hour, but this tends to be when life becomes real. Today's adventure began at the special request of our dog Brindle vomiting. The sad little guy must have been storing it up because repeatedly he was letting go. So the cleanup ensued and meds were given. It's now 4:30 am, waiting to go fishing at 5; All once again seems to be happy and somewhat quiet. Sleepless Ranch Life