An apology to my mom

I can now say with certainty that I must’ve been pretty annoying sometimes when I was growing up. But not just me; also my brother and sisters. I’m not taking the fall alone on this one! You see, I was recently napping. Just like this except alone, so not like this at all, but you get my point.

Then out of nowhere one of my dogs, who’ll remain nameless (cough cough Asia cough), uses her megaphone bark to let the neighbor’s dogs know she’s inside but still very aware of their complete inferiority. Then Piper arises from her slumber to join in with all the fun barking.

Is it a full moon or something?

Still horizontal on the couch, I realize my nap will not be continuing and it dawns on me. My poor mom. All she ever wanted was a 30 minute nap. “Wake me up in 30 minutes,” she’d say. “Wake me up at 5,” she’d say.

But either me or my brother, probably my brother, yeah MY BROTHER! would wake her up before we were asked to with a whisper that went something like this: “Mom, <insert irrelevant question here>”. Sorry Mom! He was really annoying wasn’t he? 😉

-Out of the Wilderness