I'd love to know just when and how I offended Somnia, Goddess of Sleep, or Alpo, God of Dogs, because one or the other of them is determined to prevent me from ever getting a nap in the afternoons by keeping my blasted dogs barking CONSTANTLY. For the last week it seems like every afternoon when I lie down someone or something tells the dogs that it's time to raise an unholy racket. I only sleep for about five to six hours at night, I desperately need about an hour in the afternoons after work to recharge my sadly drained internal batteries, and as much as I love my dogs I'm ready to throttle them.
Not. Happy.