My Lady's allergist told her to keep the dog out of the bedroom. Last week the new cleaning lady was given a tour of the house, and the dog came in convoy up the stairs to the bedroom. I guess her dog brain processed that as permission to sleep in our room again. In the middle of the night I get up to ease my bladder, go round the foot of the bed, and in the dark and shadow step on a large dog that shouldn't be there. I do not want to drop 200 plus pounds on her so I bucked around her body as I went down. She yelps, I fall with a crash and slam my feet into the base of the bed as I try to go sideways. She had hurt feelings, as did I. I also had some scrapes on the tops of my feet and a slightly sprung wrist.
The dog does not come up to our room any more
