Sissy came in this morning and stood by the bed, flapping her ears and jingling her collar furiously. This is how she wakes us up. It’s loud.
I said, “Sissy, it’s only 5:27, it’s my birthday and I want some more sleep. Come back in an hour.”
She dutifully went back to her bed, I went back to sleep, and pretty soon I hear the ears and tags. And what time do you think it was? 6:27. Yes. One hour exactly.
I know Sissy understands English pretty well, but who knew she could tell time? Wow. It’s probably because the bedroom clocks are digital. That makes it easier. 🙂
Besides being a completely transparent way to tell people that it’s my birthday today, it’s a true story. That’s Sissy on the right. She’s half pit bull, half lab. A wonderful dog after she got past her teenage rebel years.