A Sunday Morning.

[kistha]

10:00AM - Having stolen dthon back to bed for snuggle napping, I'm happily dozing when....

10:15AM - Phone rings.

Mentally I list the people who are likely to be calling (since all and sundry know I sleep in late most days, and very late on weekends.)

1 - My friends who are moving, since if they need me there anytime before dark, they'd best call and get my ass out of bed.
2 - dthon's "step-dad" has been doing pretty poorly, so it could be the nursing home with bad news.
3 - My Mom who occasionally forgets that I think 10AM is early, and 4AM is something they do to torture people.

I kick out of the covers, race to the phone and catch it on the 4th ring - just as I mentally finish my list.

I mumble "Hello?"

A voice so perky, excited and perky rattles off something so fast, I am momentarily struck dumb, and deaf. I think I heard the word "paws".

I get out "Who is this again?"

Again that unbelievably perky voice speaks, "HI! I'm Becca from CAMP HAPPY PAWS!"

I blink. "Who?"

A more normal voice asks, "Is this Jane?"

"No, no Jane here."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, bye."

Click.

I go back to bed, crawl in with dthon and am FORCED to share my experience.

I lean over him and perk "HI! I'm Becca from CAMP HAPPY PAWS!"

After a series of amusement and shared pain - he gets even.

He points out that it's not 10:15 it's 11:15. Fucking daylight savings.

Now I have to get up and go to Costco and the grocery store. *sigh*

Have a CAMP HAPPY PAWS day!