It's coldish, barely 8:42 am on Saturday morning, and I'm barefoot. I'm marveling that I had a dream that involved me making healthy food choices--
-it really stood out and is not something I dream often.
I want Java , but first -the kids.
I walk towards the sliding glass door to let the dogs and the cat out.
No one is interested in going outside. All eyes are on me.
Lillie stares at me and shifts her weight from side to side, waiting by her food bowl.
Yella Kitty jumps up on to the table where his food bowl sits and paces and sticks his nose up for me to rub. Waiting.
Angel looks confused but expectant and wags her tail, waiting.
Staring eyes, breath held, waiting to see ........
I wonder if my husband fed them this morning before he left for work?
A note written on a paper towel placed over the dog food container:
"they've been fed"
Ha !! Sorry kiddoes. I'm not your sucker this morning! You've had breakfast!
All animals thinking "NOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
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