My morning begins when my alarm goes off and my dog, Hamish Macbeth loses his mind with joy. The second my alarm begins to chime, Hamish is jumping on and off of the bed. he's laughing the way dogs laugh, he's bringing me toys. He' doing his happy…
My morning begins when my alarm goes off and my dog, Hamish Macbeth loses his mind with joy.
The second my alarm begins to chime, Hamish is jumping on and off of the bed. he's laughing the way dogs laugh, he's bringing me toys. He' doing his happy dance and purposely bangs his tail against the wall.
If you have a Labrador, you know that tail can produce some power, so it sounds like somebody is " Cop Knocking " at your front door.
Hamish's morning ritual is a very great one and I'm glad I am part of it because if I had my way I would lay there and spin a few dark thoughts around before I even open my eyes.
But in my case, it's hard to let that happen when Hamish is peering down into my face and his eyes are as bright as the Sun.
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