Good morning.
7 March 2024
I got up at about 0530 this morning, let the dogs out, and put the coffee on. After letting the dogs back into the house, I kicked back in my recliner and went back to sleep. Charlie started bumping and pushing me a little before seven. He expected me to get up in stupor and feed them a seven. Well in my book, the stupor doesn't start until 0730. A sort of battle ensued, where I ordered Charlie to his bed to lay down and he obediently went to his bed, and I fell back to sleep only for Charlie to start all over again after a few minutes ... rinse and repeat. I know I'm not the only person in the world to open his eyes only to find a dog staring back.
“The dog looked up in entreaty. Liquid brown eyes begged: Take me with you. I’ll be good. Oh, the lies that dog told.” - Courtney Milan, Unraveled
This is a phone pic (I can't be trusted with expensive cameras) taken on Monday at my local river. It was just magical there