For those who don't know. I have been spending the last few days at my aunt's watching her two dachshunds while she is out of town.

I have no idea how anyone gets anything done here, let alone sleep in her house. The whole day revolves around them. Breakfast at a certain time, early afternoon chicken treats, dinner, evening rawhides. I have to make sure they don't poop, pee or vomit in the house. If I move, they follow me. If I am out of sight, they howl like they are in pain. I have to sleep, or at least try to, with them. In which they play in the bed or kick and fart on me all night. A few times they have pushed me out of the bed in my sleep. And if I'd dare sleep without them with me, they punish me by finding a some place in the house and pooping. Even if I had just taken them outside beforehand.

They are unrelenting little slave drivers. They rule the house and they know it. I have to do whatever they want in order to keep them happy. I am always at their bark and call.

To those of you waiting on art from me, I'm sorry. I'm working when I can in the brief moments they give me to myself. I am losing my mind from lack of sleep and I still have to stay here until Friday evening.

Please pray for my sanity.