8:00 AM: Breakfast is finished and Ever-Lovin’ is in the shower. (Is that Too Much Information?)
Boston Terrier Maggie sits and waits by the bathroom door.
“How long does a dog have to wait?”
‘Finally!”
“Wait a minute. Where are you going?”
“It is time for our walk.”
“Come on.”
“Can’t you see? Here is the leash.”
“Where are you?”
“I’m waiting.”
“What’s a dog to do?”
“Where is he?”
“What is the problem?”
“I’m getting discouraged.”
“I want to go for a walk.”
“Finally!”
“Open the door, please.”
“Yea!”
“We are on our way.”
About twenty minutes later:
“Morning walks really are tiring.”
Blessings to you and yours,