This dog...wears me out.
Her internal clock is wound so tight you can't miss a single thing!
Seriously! So ritualistic.
She sees the buses start to come thru the neighborhood and she paws me until I take her out to see the kids. About 45 minutes before afternoon feeding time she starts pawing me and jumps up and smacks my keyboard to get me to pay attention to her. And if that doesn't work she starts talking to me. Not barking or anything but she gets owly howly as if she's trying to say something. And this continues until we've made it thru the last walk of the night. Sometimes I think I have a toddler in the house again!
It's cute. It's funny. It's annoying!
How are we ever going to survive daylight savings time and turning the clocks back?!
PS she's modeling one of her halloween costumes, a cow, in this photo!