A Day In The Life Of A Dog

I decided to stay with the point of view of the dog and the cat for another go around. As always, it's the dog's time to go first.

7:03 AM. Waking up at home. Slept exceedingly well. Dreamed of chasing the mailman up a tree.

7:05 AM. A look outside finds mixed conditions. Looks like we could get some rain today. That's okay, I don't mind running around in the rain. But first things first. 

Breakfast!

7:10 AM. Waiting on the human to get downstairs and see to my breakfast. I can't make it myself, after all. I can't get into the cabinets. More's the pity.

7:18 AM. The human comes downstairs. I wag my tail furiously in greetings. Fine day, isn't it, human? Say, have you put any thought into my breakfast?

7:21 AM. Watching the human pouring me a big bowl of kibbles.

Oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy....

7:22 AM. Licking my chops after finishing off breakfast. That was good!

7:24 AM. Inquiring with the human as to if she'll let me out so I can have a run.

7:25 AM. The human starts opening the door and tells me not to get skunked again.

Come on, human! That's never going to happen again!

Bye!

7:37 AM. Running through the back fields, barking my head off, as happy as I can be.

7:51 AM. Stopping by to see Spike the Magnificent, Tormentor of Squirrels. Hey, Spike!

7:53 AM. After the customary doggie greetings, Spike and I set to discuss pressing matters. The dark motives of the vets. What the mailman might be up to. The movements of the squirrels.

7:59 AM. Spike and I agree to keep each other updated by the bark network as to any squirrels passing through our properties. No matter how many of the neighbours might be annoyed by it.

8:04 AM. Parting ways with Spike. See you later!

8:12 AM. A splash through the creek in the woods is always invigorating.

8:27 AM. Barking at the back door for the human to let me back in. Human, it is I! Loki, Annoyer of Mailmen and Chewer of Slippers!

8:28 AM. The human intercepts me with the Towel of Torment before I can run in and shake off my wet fur inside. Come on, human! I can dry off naturally! There is no such thing as wet dog smell.

8:35 AM. After a brisk treatment from the Towel of Torment, I am finally allowed in and now settle in on the living room floor for a well deserved nap.

10:56 AM. Scarfing an oatmeal cookie from the human while she has her coffee.

12:30 PM. Lunch with the human. I have succeeded in mooching a ham and cheese sandwich from her.

1:28 PM. Barking at the mailman as he drops off mail down at the box and drives away.

Don't you ever come back here!

3:40 PM. The human is having tea. I am happily eating another cookie I've convinced her to give me.

Life is good.

5:23 PM. The human is busy making dinner. I am sitting quietly in the living room when lightning flashes and thunder crashes. 

I respond by running as quickly as I can into the basement.

6:36 PM. The human calls me upstairs for dinner.

Is the thunder gone yet?

6:40 PM. Dinner with the human. She's having meatloaf with broccoli for some reason. She's cut up some meatloaf on a plate for me. Very good. I like this.

8:33 PM. Sitting with the human on the couch, contemplating life's mysteries. Why are thunderstorms so scary?

11:26 PM. The human is off to bed. Well, good night, human. Please keep your door open. If it starts thundering again in the night, I'm running straight for under your bed.