I've always envied those people who wake up in the morning raring to go; I've never been one of them. My morning consists of me stumbling blearily to my studio and computer and dousing myself with caffeine to get to some form of wakefulness. And it still takes me a while to wake up enough to be coherent. I should never do certain things in the morning - like answer email, talk on the phone, or do anything that requires any amount of intelligent thought. It's just not there.

When I got Sadie (our dog) back in February I took my chances. I know there are some pets who gleefully wake their owners up demanding to go out or to be fed or whatever. I was dreading that, figuring there was going to be some painful (for me) "training" going on in that department. (Yes, I know - the ultimate question is which one of us, exactly, would end up getting trained??)

Imagine my delight when I discovered - quickly - that Sadie is not fond of mornings, either! In fact, there are times when I have to convince her that it is in her best interest to get out of bed and go outside to do her business. I think we're made for each other.

This morning I got up earlier than usual - insomnia - and although I let Sadie sleep in before I got her up and out, I obviously didn't wait long enough....