Morning Ritual...

I tried to get my dog to understand that because of farmers, or something, we have this thing in the United States called "Daylight Savings Time," and that the clock changes a couple of times a year. I used charts, graphs, and just a good old-fashioned pep talk to get her to adjust her time clock. But because she didn't understand, I was awakened at 4:00 this morning and am drifting in and out of sleep at 9:00 watching the Cowboys. She is sound asleep.

Jane sleeps on the floor to the left of my bed. When she first wakes up, she sits down next to the bed staring at me. If I don't give her attention after a few moments, she taps her paw one time on the bed near my face. If I don't get up then, she taps it twice. Usually about this time I roll over to the right side of the bed, at which point she just walks around the corner and begins the process all over again, until I finally get her up to take her out.

One funny dog...