Big Headache Day & An Aside About Other Moyo Duties...

So. When Mom went in her bed in The Noahbago today and made it all dark in the light time of a day, I was a bit worried.

Mom never is in bed in the light time. But when she is, she Does it Properly. It's all Closed Curtains and No Light On, Pretty Please. Also No Noise and Most Definitely No Cooking Smells. And she puts this funny Icy Cloth on her head.

Now, in our Big, Old House (in South Africa) I had my Place on Mom's side of the Big Bed. In The Noahbago, that space next to Mom's side of the bed is a Fraction Small for Comfy Moyo Sleeping even though I DO like to lie there sometimes. In The Noahbago my sleeping place is at the Bottom of Mom's Bed. Like at the BOTTOM Bottom. Like ON THE FLOOR.

I don't sleep ON the bed, but WHEN I do, I do it when Dad is Away! And for the rest of the time I sleep on my blankets at the bottom of the 'Bago Bed. Now, what IS good about this New Sleeping Place is that Anyone who wants to go on the Big Bed where Dad and Mom sleep? They have to Go Over Me, Moyo to get there. Even Dad. And most especially, The Bastards. Sometimes I Let The Bastards Go By with No Trouble, but mostly I Stop them and say PASSWORD, PLEASE.

Sometimes they run away when they hear me growling about passwords, even though they know it's just a Growly noise and never a Bitey one. But sometimes, like almost all the time, they ignore me and jump right over my head straight onto the bed. If there is one thing The Bastards don't pay attention to it's Rules. And stuff like Passwords. They're really bad at that, too.

What I also do when I am on Moyo Duty at the Bottom of the Bed is I squeak. I squeak a bit next to the bed if I have to, because that’s what I do. Even if I’m not worried and I just want Mom to get up now because I want to see her in the morning I squeak. Only little ones.

So I did that today, and then Mom said Sssh, Moyo. She said My head is very VERY sore, Moyo. She put that cloth on her head and said Quiet please, Moyo. Noise will make me chuckup, Moyo.

So I did SSSSSSSSSHHHHHHH!

And Mom stayed there in that dark BagoBedroom ALL the day. She stayed there with that funny, icy cloth on her sore head. And I stayed with her. All day I stayed. And I DID NOT SQUEAK.Not even once.

Then I did what a Good Girl, Moyo does and I shared. I shared my Cecil. Because Cecil makes me feel better. And I need Mom to feel better. Quietly gently like a sneaky sneak I climbed on the bed.

That was brave because the bed is like the sofa with its NO MOYOS ALLOWED. So I bravely snuck up and I put my Cecil right there. On the pillow by Mom. So the first thing she would see when she stopped sleeping was my beautiful Cecil. Because Cecil can help make Mom feel better again.

I put my Cecil there by Mom and then I got off the bed and went back to lie down at the bottom of Mom’s bed. I just know Mom’s head will be instantly better just as soon as she takes that cloth off and opens up her eyes...and sees my Cecil. Right there.

I shared my Cecil because I love Mom. And because I know she will give him back after she has been magicked into Better-Head by Cecil.

On A Side Note: (About Moyo Squeaks.)

Early in the morning Dad wakes up first and then he wants to let me outside. But I don’t go. I won’t go outside until Mom wakes up. I don’t know why. I just like to stay by Mom till she wakes up and gets out of that bed. And sometimes she takes long to do that. So I get my Cecils and I put them by that side of the big bed for when Mom wakes up.

I’m not allowed on the bed otherwise I’d wake her up with a big jumping on. But I don’t do that. What I do is I squeak. I make these teeny tiny squeaks almost like a mouse. And I keep doing them till I hear Mom say WTF, Moyo? You’re like Chinese Water Torture, Moyo. And then I do them some more because Mom still lies there like a Blanket Burrito. She lies there and I squeak. And sometimes I put Cecil in her sleepy face.

Guess what? I CAN SQUEAK WITH CECIL IN MY MOUTH, TOO. I can squeak right through Cecil. Having Cecil in my mouth does not stop the sound. I squeak even with Cecil. Because I want her to get up.

Mom says FFS! That Cecil Silencer is not working, Moyo.

She says You are a Labrador not a cuckoo clock, Moyo.

And then she says For the love of God, Moyo! and she throws back the blankies and she gets up. And then Cecil and I are delighted and I can stop squeaking. Also, I can finally go outside because Mom is awake.

And one day? If I pee on the floor while she snores? It’s not going to be my fault!