happy chaos

today i woke up at 4am.

the boys were howling little pups already, and i didn't want our neighbors to think we were Adamms Family.  i literally dragged myself out of sleep (mr P and i decided to sleep on the couch until bo and lee have adjusted at home.  he, being the disciplinarian one, started to establish a routine that includes potty training, meal on sked and play-nap intervals.  i, being the spoiler (of human, now pets) allow them to just do anything to keep them busy, if quiet is close to impossible.

i am never known to wake up at 4am unless i would travel, in a conference or need to check in for an early flight. i work best at night, and to say that waking up at 4am and preparing dog breakfast is major effort on my part is an understatement.  it is pup love and pet parenting.

i carried them out to their poop area (cleaned by mr P the night before) and gave them water first so i can make them breakfast. breakfast is dog food drowned in milk.  i fed them and waited until they're done.  left them alone to play while i cleaned up poop and "u" in the living room, disinfected my hand, washed the dishes from last night's dinner, prepped our living room area (again!) and cleaned the kitchen.  they were done eating, pooping, bored from wrestling each other.  they were howling (making those not-the-usual-pup cries) while scratching on our screen door. they wanted to come in.  it was not even 5am in the morning.

i carried them inside and placed them back inside their cage, set the fan to medium high, and watched.  they were too full to play but too curious to sleep.  (and i was already praying silently, "Lord, make them sleep please. i don't know what to do next.")  

and after some moving around and biting and whining (they whine a lot!), bo and lee found their fave spots, snuggled close to each other and slept (while fan-worshipping).

i am a happy girl.  

i hope i could get sleepy and doze off.

then lee started to howl again.

bo wakes up.

mr P reprimands them (giving them his signature pssst..) because he was still asleep. the boys continued to be restless.  i had to bring them out.

oh, no wonder.  one had to go back to his unfinished breakfast, the other had to poop.

then they howled and scratched on our door again. i carried them back to their cage, set the fan to the highest possible level but they remained fidgety.  (silent prayer: "Lord, please tell me what to do?")

sun rays were beaming inside our home. hmmm... i remembered what our vet said. the boys had to sun worship at times. i guess, this is that time.  after some sunshine on the boys, it was time to go back to their poop area for some last minute pooping and playing and running around.  i thought i could have some quiet time already.

then the howling and scratching again. i told them that they have to sleep if i bring them in.  

they are snuggled close, asleep.

i hope they wake up around lunch time so i could do my usual routine. then i realized that my "usual" routine ceases to exist already. a new one has begun.  so long as the boys stick as closely possible to the howl-eat-play-poop-howl-play-eat-play-howl-sleep pattern, i welcome this for now.

now that they are asleep (parang ambabait, grabe!), i can blog, upload their photos in facebook for their breeder, check my mails, prepare breakfast and read online news.

i never thought chaos could be this. happy.

(oh, when do i squeeze in my weekly pedicure?  i should learn trimming my nails again. *sigh*  i hope Mr. P is right when he assured me that all these will pass when the boys are a bit older. and a friend told me it is a test bed for real parenting.  in that case, i don't mind losing sleep and getting my nails un-buffed.)