Creeping Bedtimes

Even as a little puppy, Puppy Clark would put himself to bed at promptly 8:30PM every night.  At first Sarah and I got worried thinking that he had run away or got out, but then I would say, "Sarah, let's look in his crate."  And sure enough Puppy Clark would be snoozing away.  Well, no more because Puppy Clark is no longer a puppy and his bedtime has been pushed up.  Now at 6:45PM I know where to find that guy...passed out on my bed.  All of this puts the average bedtime at the Saratoga Animal Shelter at about 7:30PM because I am so tired from work and being upright that I'm in bed, usually by 7:00PM.  (I'm only up late tonight because I forgot to pre-order the new Jack Reacher novel which came out today.)  My mom says I need to call my doctor to tell her that I'm so tired all the time because maybe I'm anemic, or anorexic or lacking in B12 vitamins or short on endorphins or suffering from a mutant viral infection or have a bleed in my brain.  I think the doctor's going to say, You're working 11-12 hours a day and you wonder why you're tired?  I think I'll save the co-pay to purchase gin.