THE DOGS ARE UP!

GET UP!

The dogs are up and they rule over the household, like Royals!

So we better GET UP! NOW!

It's breakfast time!

Wintertime has the dogs sleeping in.

Letting me sleep in.

Breakfast at 7:30 a.m. sharp, maybe even 8:00 if I'm lucky!

Then slowly but surely, starting on December 21st the sun comes up a teeny bit earlier each day. If you can make it until the 21st, you're going to make it through the winter, you will survive, keeping the faith as the day lengthens minute by minute.

But it throws the dogs' breakfast time off. What's in daylight's saving times for them. They still snooze their lives away, they're still in bed at 8:30...I should say ON bed at 8:30.

Looking forward to daylight, when boom, daylight savings time. But it's ok, the days are still going to get longer by minutes daily, keeping the biological clock hopeful for light!

And each and every morning the dogs perceive the new getting-up-time.

Even though I'm sleeping!

They live by the clock of nature, the time that Earth keeps. They live by the light of day.

Today they're up at 5:48...too early.

"I'm not up yet!", I tell them.

In response they click around on hardwood floors with great loud toenails, cheerfully waiting. Banging wagging tails on cabinets and doors.

"Get UP!", they smile.

But I still control the feed, those delicious kibbles...so they're still getting breakfast at 7:00 am.

And that's that.

Except they wag, nag, whine and beg with their beautiful glowing brown eyes...keeping the faith in their master. They have great faith...they will break me down.

They have no doubts.

What spiritual people these dogs are.

No doubts.

Breakfast at 6:00 today.

They nagged me into it.