12 September 2007
Pondering the life of a dog...
So, Lucy gets up with Bekah, at what? 6:15 or so. Before that she's been sleeping on Bekah's bed since 10 at night. But she's bright eyed in the morning. Potty time and then the real treat: her one meal of the day, three small scoops of food, which she gobbles down so fast she consistently chokes as she eats it. Then the hopeful lurking around the breakfast table. But come 7:45 or so, poor thing is exhausted. She always takes aim for the blue chair in the living room - leather-like and warmed by the morning sun pouring in the front window. She contentedly snoozes off again. And there are days she basically stays there or will move to the sofa after the sun passes overhead and sleep ALL day. She stirs again when the kids get home and she expects a wee bit of play time in the evening and again, another hopeful hunt around the table for anything we might let drop. Then she settles down for her pre-night time nap and sleeps for several hours. Right around 10 she gets her bed time potty and then off to Bekah's bed. This is our dog's life. Most of it is sleep, but no sleep seems to suit her so well as the drowsy basking in the morning sun.
Posted by William Weedon at 7:54 AM