I don’t think I’d call myself a morning doggie. Like many of my canine comrades, I like my sleep. Though I prefer to call my daytime naps daydreams, let’s be honest. I’m sleeping. I sleep a lot.
Not only that, but I have this whole sleepy morning routine. I snuggle my way into what I guess people call a spooning situation with either mom or dad until it’s time for them to wake up. Then I keep them company while they get ready to go to that place called work. I have a special spot in the bathroom (on the rug I’m certain they place on the tile especially for me) where I watch the chaos unfold.
Then I usually sneak back on the bed and snuggle into the pillows until it’s time for them to leave. At that point, I move to my doggie bed in the kitchen where I get a treat. I think the treat is meant to neutralize my disappointment at their leaving, but obviously it’s just a treat. It’s not my people. So I daydream my mornings away where (in my mind at least) I’m running around the dog park or exploring new places with my people.
All of this takes a holiday on weekends. And while I am inexplicably motivated by routine, this is one routine I don’t mind veering away from. Because I wouldn’t say I’m a morning doggie, but there is one kind of morning I can’t get enough of. Weekend mornings are my favorite. Every weekend is different, and not all mornings are the same, but there is something that seems to happen regardless. Time stands still. For just a few moments, the outside world ceases to exist. We three (soon to be four) musketeers embrace the time together.
It doesn’t have to be in the morning. Or on the weekends. But I think it’s so important to take these moments every now and then to pause to embrace those you love. “Be like the bird who, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs to slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing she hath wings,” wrote French romanticist Victor Hugo.
I wouldn’t say I’m a morning doggie. But there is something about mornings I look forward to each day. Those precious moments, no matter how fleeting, are the wings with which we fly.
My mom is a early morning girl. She wakes me up early to go for our first walk and then later in the morning we do our real walk. My mom is a retired lady and I love it when she is home all the time. When she goes out she’ll give me a treat and will tell me to be good on my own. I do not like it to be home alone but the treat makes up for it!!
I hear what you’re saying about the treats….in those moments I fear our people forget they are our world. Treats will not change that. 🙂 I’ll admit – I’m the slightest bit jealous of all that walking time you get, as well as the time with your mom. Maybe one day my mom will be able to spend all that extra time with me. 🙂
Lots of love,
Yay hugs. 🙂
I AM a morning girl! I’m the one rousing everybody out of bed! Get up! Get moving! Feed me! I’m lucky though in that I get to go to work with my Mom Person. It’s a good thing! I’ll bet when that baby gets here your Mom will be staying home a lot!
I forget you get to go to that place called work with your mom – how neat! I do look forward to the extra time I will have with mom when she’s home with the baby…though I fear the attention will definitely be elsewhere. 😉
I wonder if Max dreams about roaming around the dog park with me while I’m away. It is a nice thought. I like the quote, too, Wiley. 🙂
I assure you – Max dreams about roaming a lot of places with you while you’re away. 🙂
Lots of love to you and Max,
You nailed it, Wiles. Those morning cuddles fortify us for the day. I am also not a morning doggie. I stay in bed till Mom is finished with her shower and gets dressed. Then she chases me (or carries me if I’m extra sleepy and pathetic) to the living room so she can make the bed. Morning cuddles and kisses are like our vitamins!
Love and licks,
I don’t know…you may have nailed it even better than I did, dear friend. “Morning cuddles and kisses are like our vitamins…they fortify us for the day.” Beautifully said.
Lots of love,
Well, Wyles, we have morning and bedtime routines. In the a.m., Elby, That Cat! is on my left and Ella, the Greythound, on my right. Ella has worked her way across the bed during the night until by the a.m., she is snuggled up tight. Elby staked his space at the top of the bed before we slept and then moves about during the night. Elby, fascinated by water, keeps me company in the a.m. shower routine, and especially loves water in the sink, while I am brushing my teeth. He tends to grab hold of the electric toothbrush (after it’s off!) and drags it into the sink. He is very picky about the amount of water running in the sink – likes a soft thin trickle that he can pat with his hands and put his head under and into the flow for drinking. We all climb into bed at night and they each get treats before sleep time, like mints on a hotel bed pillow!
It sounds to me like Ella has the same idea as me – though my mom informs me she is probably a few times my size (us canines don’t get a really good sense of these sorts of size differences). Elby too – I’ve heard of cats doing this thing with the sink. It always fascinates me since us doggies have no place on the counters (or a way to get up on top of them). I think you might need to talk my mom into that hotel treat on the pillow idea – that sounds so nice! 🙂
Lots of love to all of you,
Pssst, Wyles, Ella CAN reach the top without any trouble whatsoever….we just don’t tell her! And, while it is true Ella is several times your size, dear friend, there are fewer in our bed – not even counting the new addition! 😉
My dog loves a lie in, I don’t think he’d ever get up if I didn’t! But as soon as he’s up he’s raring to go to the park, early or late.
I know the secret to this story – your doggie loves you. A lot. Any time with you is good by him, regardless of what you’re up to. 🙂
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