Doggone It

Do you ever just feel like your brain is not going to cooperate with itself?

I’m having one of those mornings.

The coffee cup is half empty but it’s not working like it usually does. I packed the coffee beans, so I know no one swapped the good stuff for decaf.

The bed was warm and comfy. But I’m not used to having a four-footed companion in the room with me.

Especially not one who decided that 1:30 am was a good time to kiss me and ask to go outside. Then her sister decided that, yes, this going outside thing was a good idea.

They not so patiently, but quite happily, herded me to the back door. They didn’t seem to mind that I was a stumbling, groggy grump.

They are so lucky the are so frakking cute!

They really are good pups, very sweet and loving. But the interruption to my routine has caused my brain to be very sluggish this morning.

So today, my kind and faithful readers, this is all I’ve got for you.

Breakfast was yummy.