For the past week or two I’ve been sleeping in; sometimes even past six o’clock. Basically, if I wake up and light isn’t peeking over the window curtains, I roll over and try to go back to sleep. But this morning I kind of reverted to form: I woke up at four and knew I was just done sleeping. So I turned on the light and rolled out of bed. Tobie expressed approval.
But then, as far as he was concerned the morning dragged on…
…and besides breakfast nothing constructive was happening, and at last he had to take action for my own sake. Clearly it was time for the morning long walkie, despite it being dark outside with the temperature in the teens.
Yeah, we went. My toes still hurt. Should have named him Alice. Because then “One of these days, Alice…” could be my new motto.
Four in the morning. That time of day when the world is a whole other place full of nothing but quiet. The stars twinkling in the heavens, the calm of the countryside with nothing stirring. And, then suddenly Tobie decides you’re walking too slow and tries to take you off your feet… Ya, “One of these days, Alice. One of these days…” 🙂
😀 Yup. That’s the moment.
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To the Moon!