Most recent crazy Barkley story (told from Mom's point of view)...
It is very rare that he needs to
go potty in the middle of the night – and last night happened to be one of
them. Usually that just means I let him out and he quickly comes back in. Well,
at 3 am he decides he needs to go out so I open the door and stand waiting in
my pjs. Mind you, it is -27 degrees outside. A few minutes go by and I cannot
see him so I grab my bathrobe and snow boots and head out looking for him. So
here is this crazy lady in a fluffy pink bathroom, bare legs and mukluks
wandering around the neighborhood in the middle of the night in below zero
weather. I started to get worried knowing how cold it is and that he may have
hurt himself. Literally 6 minutes later as I climb up the snowy hill I see him
running toward me with a smile on his face! I was so mad, yet so happy to see
him.
