Yesterday morning, I was awakened to the sound of a low, alerting bark from Boudreaux. I sat straight up in bed and scolded him, telling him to hush and go back to sleep. If he had woken Hudson up, I would not have been happy at all. TC just rolled over and was trying to get Boudreaux to be still and go back to sleep, but he wasn’t as irritated as I was.
Last night after Hudson went to bed, TC and I were lying on the couch and the conversation went something like this:
TC: Hey, remember how Boudreaux was barking at 6:00 a.m.?
E: Uhhh, yeah.
TC: Do you know why he was barking?
E: No, why?
TC: Because one of us tooted…
E: WHAT?! Was it me???
TC: (unable to speak through his wheezing laughter) No, it was me! And I thought I’d gotten away with it until Boudreaux started barking.


















