I love my dogs, I really do. But just like children... it's nice when they're at the babysitters once in a while. Don't get me wrong, I miss them... but being able to sleep in on a Sunday morning is a real treat. The dogs never let me sleep past 6:00 am. If my alarm doesn't go off before, Charlie will stare at me until I wake up. If that doesn't work, Daisy will whine. That's my clue to get up, let them go potty and feed them breakfast. But this morning, they were still at the Lemos'. Since we were gone all day yesterday, I took the dogs over to there on Friday afternoon. I didn't wake up this morning until 8:00 am. And even the, I was able to just lay in bed, drink some coffee and read the paper.
They're home now and everything is as it should be. All of my "kids" are under my roof and there is no better feeling in the world. But I know that I'll be up by 6:00 am tomorrow... and I guess it's good that the dogs are here to keep me on task.