Sleepover

So, I had a sleepover (of the adult variety) last week. And, while this may be cause for celebration on my part, a certain member of my family was not so impressed with this turn of events. There was growling, which progressed to barking, which progressed to Desoto hurling himself against my overnight guest in an attempt to knock him down and, I don't know, maim him, to keep him away from me. Not really the romantic mood I had envisioned. He made a total nuisance of himself, trying to be in between us at all times. Then, when Desoto was locked out of the bedroom for the night, he proceeded to bash the door with his (giant) head and cry. Very loudly. Again, mood enhancing. When I finally relented, after a while, and let him back in the bedroom, there took place a battle over which two of the three of us were going to be sleeping in the bed. You would think that two people against one dog wouldn't be that difficult, but when that dog weighs 150 lbs, and is determined to sleep in the middle, it's more than a little tricky.

Needless to say, I think the sleepovers will have to take place at someone else's house from now on.