Most working women wake up in the morning to the soft musical ramblings of their alarm clocks. I am not most women. Instead, I’m startled awake by my howling beagle, Jasper, hours before my alarm is set to go off. So, like any sane individual, I leap from bed, hit my hip against the bar on my way through the kitchen, yank open the back door, and scream, “You better shut your mouth!” I can’t see Jasper in the dark, but I can visualize him impatiently tapping his paw for me to leave so he can commence his bellowing. I repeat this exercise twice. The third time his infuriating bark jerks me into consciousness, it's daylight. Again, I go to the door, yank it open, and holler, “Jasper, shut your mouth!” I wave his bark collar at him in warning. I swear he smiles at this. The sprinklers are running by this point, and he knows nothing short of a pot of gold would cause me to cross through it. I love him sooo much.
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Hilarious! Can't wait for the next blog!
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