3:13am

What a horrible way to end a wonderful day.
Last night Jack decided he had been good long enough and he wanted in our bed. He was a complete TERROR--
At Midnight I decided it was time for everyone to go to bed. I took the dogs out put them in their kennels, turned out the lights and climed into bed. I layed there for about a minute and it started. First he just moved around scratching at his blanket and flopping around trying to get comfy, then the grumbles and whining started, I tried to ignore it but thought just maybe he was telling the truth and needed to potty so I got up and let him out of his bed, he went straight to our bed and sat down, at this point I was getting annoyed so I made him go outside anyways. About 15 min later he still hadn't come in so I grabbed the flashlight and went outside. He was out there enjoying himself playing, I yelled at him to get in the house and he mossied on in. After 2 laps of chasing him around the house he finally got in his bed. I layed down, and within 30 sec it started again. This time I was not giving in.

2 hours and many tactics later, (screaming, crying, bribes, I even layed on the floor by his kennel for about 25min.)completly worn out I gave in, I threw open his kennel said some not very nice words and sat down in the middle of the floor to cry.
Jack proudly skipped into my room, climbed up the stairs to my bed and snuggled down next to Danny, who by the way peacefully slept thru this whole nightmare. I didn't hear another peep out of him.

Tired and beaten I grabbed a blanket and headed to the couch. At this time poor Izzy was so tired she couldn't barely move, she climbed up next to me and flopped down with her head burried in my side and started snoring as loud as can be.
I was just about asleep when she started gasping for air- she had apparently burried herself a little to much into me and started to over heat. After about 10 min of uncontorlable panting I got up and got her a bottle of water, she gulped it down and then sprawled out on the end of the couch and fell peacefully asleep.
I then decided to grab the camera, I thought for sure I would blog about it all the next morning and laugh--

Its 7:30am, I'm blogging, I am NOT laughing.