Since Maya came home almost a year ago, I have rarely had to use my alarm clock. Maya is very good about getting me up in the morning to take her out, and the vast majority of the time, that's between 7:00 and 7:30. That also happens to be the time I need to get up in order to get ready for work.
Today I decided to sleep in. Maya woke me up as normal, and we went outside. When we got back, I laid down on the couch and catch a few more z's. Maya was nice enough to let me sleep half an hour, then she decided I really needed to get up. She growled at me, barked at me, hit my arm with her snout, and then jumped on me. I finally decided that I was not going to get any extra sleep and got up.
I assumed Maya wanted to play, but I was wrong. As soon as I got off the couch, she got on, curled up and went to sleep. Apparently she just wanted me out of her bed.
Showing posts with label Sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sleep. Show all posts
Monday, August 15, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Calm Down!
Two weeks ago, Maya went back to the vet for followup on her broken leg. Unfortunately, the vet put her on four more weeks of restricted activity -- no running, no jumping. I swear this vet has never had a puppy before. If she had, she would know how impossible it is to keep a little one calm for long.
Like tonight, it's 11:00 pm and instead of going to bed, I'm playing tug-o-war with Maya. Why? Because it's the only way I can keep her from running around like a mad woman. She gets these bursts of energy at 10:00 pm every night. At 9:59 pm, she's fast asleep. At 10:00 pm, the sprinklers come on and she's up and full of energy for at least an hour. My options are either play with her and try to keep her calm (hence the tug-o-war) or put her in her kennel and make her go back to sleep (after she cries for a while). I went with option 1.
I don't really mind her being up, and I didn't used to mind her running around, but with her leg not completely healed, it's just not a good idea. So the bad news is we play tug-o-war with her leash and it gets a little more torn up. The good news is she definitely feels better.
Like tonight, it's 11:00 pm and instead of going to bed, I'm playing tug-o-war with Maya. Why? Because it's the only way I can keep her from running around like a mad woman. She gets these bursts of energy at 10:00 pm every night. At 9:59 pm, she's fast asleep. At 10:00 pm, the sprinklers come on and she's up and full of energy for at least an hour. My options are either play with her and try to keep her calm (hence the tug-o-war) or put her in her kennel and make her go back to sleep (after she cries for a while). I went with option 1.
I don't really mind her being up, and I didn't used to mind her running around, but with her leg not completely healed, it's just not a good idea. So the bad news is we play tug-o-war with her leash and it gets a little more torn up. The good news is she definitely feels better.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Where to Sleep....
Ever since I stopped putting Maya in her kennel overnight, I never know where she's going to decide to sleep. If I had to guess, I'd say sleeps in her bed 60% of the time, the floor 30%, and her kennel 10%.
I used to read every night before going to sleep, but I haven't done it in a while because I've just been too tired at bedtime. Last night, I decided to read a chapter before going to sleep. When I was ready for bed, I took my glasses off, reached for the light, and glanced down to see where Maya was. She wasn't there. I glanced at her bed, the floor, and her kennel. No Maya. I put my glasses back on and took a closer look, and that's when I found her.
I'm guessing she didn't like the light being on because I found her asleep mostly under the bed with just half of her lower legs sticking out. This was surprising for a couple of reasons, but mainly because she didn't fit under there a couple of weeks ago! I'm not sure how she got there, but she got there and was fast asleep. I'm guessing she fell asleep next to the bed and rolled over and ended up under there.
But since she wasn't able to crawl under the bed a couple of weeks ago, how did she crawl back out? She was up before me the following morning, so I guess I'll never know!
I used to read every night before going to sleep, but I haven't done it in a while because I've just been too tired at bedtime. Last night, I decided to read a chapter before going to sleep. When I was ready for bed, I took my glasses off, reached for the light, and glanced down to see where Maya was. She wasn't there. I glanced at her bed, the floor, and her kennel. No Maya. I put my glasses back on and took a closer look, and that's when I found her.
I'm guessing she didn't like the light being on because I found her asleep mostly under the bed with just half of her lower legs sticking out. This was surprising for a couple of reasons, but mainly because she didn't fit under there a couple of weeks ago! I'm not sure how she got there, but she got there and was fast asleep. I'm guessing she fell asleep next to the bed and rolled over and ended up under there.
But since she wasn't able to crawl under the bed a couple of weeks ago, how did she crawl back out? She was up before me the following morning, so I guess I'll never know!
Sunday, December 5, 2010
New Friends
This is actually a story from a couple of weeks ago, but it's cute so I thought I would share it.
Maya's best friend is Lizzy, a little yorkie who lives a few doors down. Lizzy has a couple of roommates, George and Gypsy, two cats. George is actually bigger than Maya, and I've seen the two of them play together before. Gypsy is pretty small and very shy. Her mom told me that she found Gypsy when she was about 6 - 8 months old. Her previous owners had declawed her, and then threw her out.
Gypsy is literally scared of everything. While Maya, Lizzy, and George play, Gypsy hides somewhere out of reach. Her mom tells me that she's ok with her, her boyfriend, and Lizzy and George, but doesn't like new people or animals. She also shared that it took over a year of her boyfriend living with her before Gypsy would come near him.
The day I picked Maya up from the vet after getting spayed, I had a class that I absolutely couldn't miss. I didn't want to leave her alone (just in case), so their mom offered to keep Maya at their place. I knew Maya wouldn't be as active as usual and assumed that she would mostly want to hang out or sleep, but I didn't expect what I saw when I picked her up later that day. Maya was fast asleep in the cats' bed, curled up with Gypsy!! It was the cutest thing ever. Unfortunately, I didn't have a camera, and they woke up right about that time. But I'm happy to report that since that day, Maya and Gypsy are buddies too. :)
Maya's best friend is Lizzy, a little yorkie who lives a few doors down. Lizzy has a couple of roommates, George and Gypsy, two cats. George is actually bigger than Maya, and I've seen the two of them play together before. Gypsy is pretty small and very shy. Her mom told me that she found Gypsy when she was about 6 - 8 months old. Her previous owners had declawed her, and then threw her out.
Gypsy is literally scared of everything. While Maya, Lizzy, and George play, Gypsy hides somewhere out of reach. Her mom tells me that she's ok with her, her boyfriend, and Lizzy and George, but doesn't like new people or animals. She also shared that it took over a year of her boyfriend living with her before Gypsy would come near him.
The day I picked Maya up from the vet after getting spayed, I had a class that I absolutely couldn't miss. I didn't want to leave her alone (just in case), so their mom offered to keep Maya at their place. I knew Maya wouldn't be as active as usual and assumed that she would mostly want to hang out or sleep, but I didn't expect what I saw when I picked her up later that day. Maya was fast asleep in the cats' bed, curled up with Gypsy!! It was the cutest thing ever. Unfortunately, I didn't have a camera, and they woke up right about that time. But I'm happy to report that since that day, Maya and Gypsy are buddies too. :)
Monday, November 1, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Dog Tired
Maya after a tough afternoon of playing with the neighbors' dogs, playing keep-away from me, and chasing birds and her own tail.
Poor puppy.....
Poor puppy.....
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Oversleeping
One of the things I've noticed since having a puppy is that I don't have to rush as much to get to my morning class. I have an 8:30 class two mornings a week, and I used to have a really hard time getting there on time. Since I've gotten Maya, she wakes me up with time to spare. Today, she overslept.
We normally get up between 6:00 and 6:30. I take her out, feed her, play with her for a bit, and go for a short walk before getting ready for school. Well, today she woke up at 7:00. I still needed to take her out, feed her, and take her for a walk, but she didn't get much play time today, and I didn't get to put on any makeup. Oh well, we both have to sacrifice sometimes. ;)
We normally get up between 6:00 and 6:30. I take her out, feed her, play with her for a bit, and go for a short walk before getting ready for school. Well, today she woke up at 7:00. I still needed to take her out, feed her, and take her for a walk, but she didn't get much play time today, and I didn't get to put on any makeup. Oh well, we both have to sacrifice sometimes. ;)
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Sleep? What's That?
I've never been a morning person, but Maya is slowing changing that. No wait, she's managed to change that in less than a week. In the few short days that I've had her, I've already realized that I can't go to bed late like I'm used to doing. Regardless of what time I go to bed, she's going to wake me up around 6:30.
On the up side, I finally figured out how to get her to stop crying -- don't leave her alone. Apparently she doesn't care if she's in her kennel so long as I'm in the room with her. So now I put her to bed but leave her in the living room until I go to bed too, then we move to the bedroom. Mystery solved.
On the up side, I finally figured out how to get her to stop crying -- don't leave her alone. Apparently she doesn't care if she's in her kennel so long as I'm in the room with her. So now I put her to bed but leave her in the living room until I go to bed too, then we move to the bedroom. Mystery solved.
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