I’m guessing you do not take me seriously when I tell you that Jake honk-snores. Or maybe you do but you think to yourself that it can really be ‘that’ loud. I mean, I understand. He’s only 31 pounds. But I’m telling you, swearing on the lovely bag I carried to work today, that he breaks noise barriers. Police could use this noise to force thieves out of hiding. It’s a ‘take no prisoners’ type snore. The deaf could hear him.
During the transition from soft crate to bed, I’ve come to realize that said crate was some sort of magic box. While you could hear the honk-snore noises, they were somehow muffled. Quieter. Not sure how, but that doesn’t make it less true.
In a bed, Jake’s snoring has taken on a new life form. No one sleeps but Jake. No one. I’m not even sure my neighbors can sleep and we have a single family home. More on the actual sleeping arrangements later this week but for now, here are two photos I snapped of Melvin IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT while we were both up due to extreme noise pollution. The look on his face says it all. (And you’ll notice, I finally got his bed cleaned, all traces of Jake peeing on it erased).