Nanna? What's sleep? then Oh, now I need to explain what happened on August 10. And do not talk about poetry or shooting stars ... but an inexplicable change in sleep rhythms of the puppy, and since then no longer be a one night's sleep as it should (and how it was until August 9).
These events of the fateful night, awakened by cries beluine after the usual four hours after putting to bed, I sling room, convinced to find him clinging between the coils of a boa constrictor ... no snakes, fed it. Finishes feeding, and so drowsy in bed. Just enough time to do
plinplin and another cry pierces the air. I'll be back in the bedroom, piecing the baby to the breast and resumed feeding. 5 minutes and it comes loose. 10 minutes and it comes loose. 15 minutes ... and I dozed off myself. Half an hour later I wake up, the puppy snore loudly by my side. Slowly put it back in the bed, am referring plinplin, a nice drink of water and go back in my bed.
Another half hour and leaves the air-raid alarm, I go back bedroom, I check that is good: no fever, no hard tummy, no bruises on the arms or legs. Ok, out of the holder, on the puppy. 10 minutes after sleep again, but this time he used the power of the koala wer on my right leg, almost impossible to disengage. I look forward to e. .. I dozed off. After an hour or a little violent Tirone wakes me up, the puppy was reattached to the self-service remained open. Waiting for it to end, and Ronfi Ronfi away in bed. There are now 3 and a half and, with the passage of a plush stuffed Cossack vodka, I go back to bed.
20 minutes watch and play again the bells of the party. Fixed with deep hate the damn radio on the nightstand. Sip of water, plinplin and returned to room in my heart I thank the good fortune that has sent on holiday all the neighbors together. At this point I give up: they are four, fall into bed in bedroom, with the puppy attorcigliatomisi like ivy.
the morning, a visibly perplexed papangelo come looking for news ...
