The Joy of Silence

So there I was, early this morning, laying in bed, the fan gently blowing on me. MM had left for work, and MG for school. I seriously needed some catch up time for sleep, having worked Thurs, Fri and Sat. nights. I found my comfortable sleep position, closed my eyes, and slowly drifted back towards the welcoming arms of
BARK!
BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK!

Oh no they aren't. I wait, hoping. It stops.
"Racoon in the food, or the neighbor dog is out and about" I thought. I hoped. Settling back in, I smiled, I was going to sleep. Found my spot again, headed off to la la land...
BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK

aaaargh
grumble grumble grumble grumble.

I gave them a chance. An hour's worth of chance. An hour of me laying there, occasionally hollering at them to cease and desist. They would, for a moment. Then, start up again, as if they knew I was almost asleep.
So, I finally climbed out of my comfortable bed, and called them in, and shoved them into the back bathroom (because there is no way I am leaving 3 cats and 3 dogs loose in my house while I am in the arms of sleep).
I went back, to lay down, with the fan gently blowing on me. I found my comfortable sleep position, closed my eyes, and slowly drifted back into the welcoming arms of darkness....
without the BARK