Get Up. Get Out, Get Going
In spite of a run of lovely weather I find it hard to get up and going these mornings.
My aches and pains, mainly in my knees, slow me up and tire me out. Also, I am often forced to get up and go outside with the dog in the middle of the night. This begins with Heidi sticking her face in mine and being quietly persistent until I struggle.
Our brief, mid-night crawling is refreshing with some moments to enjoy the starry heaven on these clear and cool nights. But. . . .
I am quick to crawl under the comforter when I return and resume my sleep without missing a
This is a poster which hangs above my bed. I was given to me by a dear American friend who used to regularly visit me her, as I did her in Jamestown, New York. She thought it reminded her of me. I guess she saw me as a curmudgeonly bearded guy always seeking to teach some young child something. It was a time when children, most not mine, played a big part in my life. Where have those years gone. Now it is animals that demand and get my attention.
"Turn the light off! It is too early to get up."
It seems Heidi is reluctant to get up this morning. Last night, not once, but twice, she got me up for a trip outside. I don't feel all that well rested this morning so she can get up and suffer along with me. While I set a fire in the woodstove and get a coffee, she just moves from sleeping on the bed to napping on the couch. Oh! for a dog's life!
Heidi is looking in my laundry basket for her pet kittens, which she enjoys. The mother cat is not so sure Heidi should be so close. (Click on the photo to see the cats distress)