So I went and laid down on the floor next to my bed.
Later, Daddy Frank got up to go to the bathroom. He came back and saw me. He said, "Benni, why are you sleeping on the floor?" I didn't answer. I thought, they just don't get it.
Then, about three-thirty, I couldn't take it any more. The floor was not that comfortable. I went and put my chin on daddies' bed and whined a little. Daddies both woke up and said, "Benni, go to bed, it's too early." That's cuz I usually get invited into daddies' bed about 5:30 or 6:00 in the morning. I whined a little more.
Daddy got up to let me out. He is just silly sometimes. I didn't follow him. I put my chin on the bed. He got back in bed, then said, "OK, Benny, hop in."
That was music to my ears. I hopped right in and slept real good till the sun came up. I didn't want to get up, I was so comfy.
When daddies got up, I heard them laughing. "Poor dog," they said, "No wonder you couldn't sleep!"
There it was, right in the middle of my bed - that stupid thing that kept jabbing me and keeping me awake.
