Dogs have no concept of time. This week Dusty has woken me up 1 half hour earlier every day. At first I thought it was because it gets brighter outside so he wakes up because of the daylight. Today, at 4:30 (yes, it's still dark outside), the frigging dog woke me up. 4:30! What is wrong with this animal? Yesterday, for the first time I actually started wishing the dog would just die. I wish that one day I woke up, and he was dead. That would be the perfect gift to me. For me to get a good night's sleep I would I have to sleep at 8pm. It's ridiculous, and I don't know how much more I can take of this. Pretty soon I'll be waking up at 3am in the morning, and going to bed at 7pm.

Damn damn damn damn damn dog.