Saturday Morning Dog

As is 99.9999999999% of the time, I find myself again awake by myself this morning.  My son and the wife are not morning people, and I suspect they'd even sleep through The Second Coming.

 

As I come down and start to putter about, taking care of the important stuff first, like brewing a good, strong, black mug of coffee, The dog, all 75 pounds of her, puts herself down on the floor, inevitably in a place where I will be walking.  Like this.

 

 

I then have to shoo her away, and she will plop down on another place, also in my path, and so on.  If I did not know any better …….

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