I barely slept last night and noticed at about 5:30 this morning that Tony hadnt gotten up for work so I went into his room to cuddle with him and ask him if he was going to work today. He told me no so I crawled into bed with him and we snuggled for about 30 minutes. Suddenly we noticed we were hearing some strange noise outside so we got up. I told him I needed to get back to my bingo game anyway and he wanted to make coffee and let the dog out. As Tony let the dogs out, there is Buck walking up towards the house from his car! He had been sitting in his car since 4:30 this morning waiting for Tony to get up. WTH? Oh I was mad. I stormed out to the living room and let him have it with both barrels. I let them both have it with both barrels. I said that 6 am is NO time to be coming to someone's house to visit unless there is some dire emergency or unless it has been cleared ahead of time like for going hunting or on an early fishing trip, of which this is neither. You just dont show up unannounced. My house does not open before 9 am unless you are specifically invited by me. Not Tony. It also closes at 8 pm. And you can only come over one week night a week and every other Sunday. I am sick of you. Dont call us for every one of your so called emergencies because what you think are emergencies are mostly poor planning on your part. They do not constitute true emergencies on our part. True emergencies involve blood and loss of limbs. I am going to also type this all out and send it to him so he can have it in written form. I do not give a damn what Tony thinks. I have had it. I had to be restrained because I almost walked into my kitchen nude. After all I have been through, he is lucky he wasnt met with my rifle.