My dreams were ended abruptly at 0-dark thirty this morning by a series of loud barks, intimidating growls and fierce posturing from seemingly every side of the bed. I thought I was surrounded. Turns out it was my dog Ozzy, and I was the focus of his wrath. He continued even after I spoke to him, and since he does not have a "snooze" button, it took a dose of ritalin and several more attempts to calm him down. Finally his attack subsided.
Upon investigation, my wife and I discovered the reason for his vicious, incessant assault. My sound sleep resulted in loud snoring, causing Ozzy to spring into action. Even after I was awake and my snoring had ceased, Ozzy continued to believe that the strange "creature" making the noise was still in the bed with us. Neither my wife nor I could go back to sleep afterward.
It was abrupt, it was obnoxious, it was violent... and it definitley beats the tar out of a good alarm clock. Thanks alot, Ozzy!
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