Bedtime Stories: Pit Time

I figured I'd post an oldie but goodie (it's one of my favorites actually) with all of the moving craziness going on around here. I've also provided a moving update at the bottom of the post if you want to keep up with how things are going for the Binderclip Clan. Anyways, enjoy!


I'm not sure why most of the dysfunctional communication between Binderclips and myself occurs at night, all I know is - it does and both of us have to live with it.

One night about 2 months ago we were going to bed. Both of us climbed in; me on the right and him on the left, as usual. Although before I get into what happened I should first mention that we have 2 wonderful dogs: Turner (a boy) and Callie (a girl). Both are from the same litter, a litter of chihuahua/terrier pups that were born on 12/17/09.

Here's a pic of the little monsters (Turner has the white stripe and Callie doesn't):

Aren't they the cutest dogs EVER??!!?! Before you start getting all detaily* on me, let me say this: "Yes, Turner IS, in fact, wearing a doggie diaper**....and YES, it WAS necessary. He had a bit of a incontinence issue up until the age of 10-11 months old."

As I was saying, we were climbing into bed for the night. Callie had crawled under the sheets in between Binderclips and I with her tail near my shoulder and her head near my hip. Immediately after that Binderclips turned off the light. Because we have dark curtains (due to the fact I am a very light sleeper), it was pitch black in our room.

I was feeling nice so I decided to reach over and give Binderclips a pat/rub on the shoulder to say goodnight. So I reached over (again in the pitch blackedness***) to feel for Binderclips' shoulder, however felt something furry. Thinking it was Callie's tail I tried to push it to the side repeatedly (think a 'stay' in cards type hand motion). After about the 5th or 6th try I got frustrated and said "What on Earth??!!" (this is a phrase I throw around a lot so get used to it). To which Binderclips responded with "What are you doing?!" In which I responded with "What is THAT?!" To which he responded with "My armpit." To which both of us burst out in a fit of laughter.

When I asked him why he didn't say anything to me when I was "petting his armpit" (because that IS what I was doing basically) he said he thought it was the dog. Now, when we go to bed, before he shuts off the light (and sometimes after), he'll ask me if I want to pet his armpit.

*Detaily means focusing on the details
**I made the doggie diaper with a maxi pad, piece of fleece, and velcro - just so you know. I'm crafty like that.
***Blackedness IS a word (in my book) and if it's not, it should be and I refuse to define it because the definition should be obvious


Originally posted: 4/22/10


Moving Update: Binderclips and I are headed to Milwaukee to check out places to live this weekend. I made us 8 appointments with places that look promising, hopefully one of them will work out. We have been packing like mad since we got home from vacation on Sunday. We will be moving next Friday, yes I said NEXT FRIDAY and yes we are crazy. If we can pull it all off we will have packed up our entire apartment and moved in a less than 2 week time frame. Anyways, wish us luck! Later gators!