Set up the camera

After all the activity we had on Wednesday, I had asked Marty to set up the cam that night.(Nothing ever happens when the cam is running. And I needed sleep.) Well, he forgot to do it, and we go to bed as usual. Sometime during the night I half woke up and turned over. Marty was snoring lightly beside me, on his side, with his knees bent. I had just turned onto my side, and straightened my legs, making a point to flex my ankles, when I got this horrible hard scratch down the bottom of my foot! Our Boston Terrier was sleeping at the foot of the bed on Marty's side.The dog immediately lept up barking and growling like he was ready for war.Marty woke up and scolded the dog. I was too shocked to move or say anything. The dog then lay his head across my feet, with a constant low growl. Marty went right back to snoring. And I lay there for what seemed like forever, not moving, just listening (And feeling) the dog growling as he lay across my feet.I knew in my heart there was no explaining how I just got scratched.There is no footboard at the foot of our bed.There was just no explaining it.So you start wondering if you dreamed it since you weren't entirely awake. But feeling the burn from the scratch, and hearing my dog growl told me it wasn't a dream. I don't know how long it was before I drifted off again.Only to be awoken wide awake by hearing the picture frame above our bed hitting the wall. What the crap? Maybe the fan is causing it to bump? But it has never done that before, and we run the fan every night. OK. Well, the fan IS causing it tonight. And I'm going with that. So I drift back off to sleep thinking, if we had only turned on the cam, nothing would have happened, and I would have gotten a good nights sleep.