Not all mornings go smoothly. It seems some mornings the dogs think I have infinite time to walk them (if only) when in reality I have allotted plenty of time for them to exercise and ‘to go’. Still, for whatever reason, there are days we return home without finishing that last part. Even after 30-40 minutes. So then we go into the backyard, where I plead with one or both of them to GO. PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS HOLY, GO OUTSIDE AND NOT INSIDE! Verbally I do this, pleading, like a crazy person.
It’s on those mornings, I understand the phrase ‘it’s five o’clock somewhere’. Thus today, I’m posting photos of them looking adorable, to remind myself how much I love them.