Ahh, Saturday morning. I worked hard all day Thursday and Friday; Joe is away on extended meditation activities; I have no obligations to anyone today - sounds like the perfect recipe for sleeping in a little later, doesn't it? Well, that was the plan.
The first kink in the plan came when Foxy started meowing at the door around O-dark-thirty (sp.?) Foxy likes to bring the fruits of his nighttime hunting expeditions into the house to enjoy on the rug right below our bed. Joe, usually being the first one out of bed in the morning, has on several occasions had the misfortune of stepping into the juicy remains of Foxy's nocturnal feasts. Because of this, Foxy has lost his dog-door privileges and now gets his revenge by meowing at the door at unpleasant times. I'm an old-pro at ignoring him, however, so that was only a minor blip in the sleep-in plan.
The real upset came at 6:20 A.M. when the hunters who own the land behind ours drove back to do some early morning turkey hunting. This set Lily and Wilson into a barking frenzy. We don't get many visitors back here, especially ones that aren't actually "visiting", so any arrival is an event worth barking at, but Lily seems to think these particular guys are up to no good and will follow them back into the woods barking, barking, barking. While I can understand her distrust of guys who skulk around in the woods with guns, as a general rule I think it's best not to unnecessarily irritate people with firearms. So, out of bed I went, onto the porch to call Lily back home. This took a while as Lily, even though she was coming, kept stopping every few steps to sling one last insult back over her shoulder.
With Lily and Wilson inside and calmed down, I headed back to bed despite the fact that I was now wide awake. I could still have my few minutes of stillness and listen to the birds waking up. Well, more like one bird waking up. Chickadena decided to park himself right under the window and practice his new crowing skills. This started a session of dueling roosters as Reynaldo declared his supremacy from over at the pen.
At 6:45, I was out of bed for good. There's nothing like getting up early to get your day off to a good start! I managed to beat the heat and got my new frog pond installed by noon. There's always tomorrow morning for sleeping in….and the good news is, it's against the law to hunt on Sundays. :)
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