“I watch Andy Griffith too!” One man says to me.
“Are you a moon man?” Another man asks me.
“I’m Elvis Presley; Meet my son Michael Jackson.” Huh?
I open my eyes.
“Well, that was a messed up dream,” I say out loud. “Oh well. At least I’m still in my bed.”
Tommy raises up and walks over to me.
“Good morning, buddy. You ready to get this day started?”
He yawns.
Then, he stretches.
Once Tommy stretches, he’s up and ready for the day.
I get out of bed and put some pants on.
Immediately after the pants, I put my shoes on.
It hurts like the dickens to walk around barefooted.
That’s because I have no cushion in my feet. So I walk on my feet’ bones, according to my last foot doctor. And that’s what it feels like—walking on my feet’ bones.
I take Tommy outside.
The temperature says 60 degrees. “The South in February,” I say to Tommy.
I look at Tommy and say, “Now go Quick.”
Tommy takes off down into the yard to do his business.
“Go Quick” is the Keyword we teach our dogs to let them know to go to he bathroom. It’s an easy thing to train a dog.
From the time the dog is a puppy, every time you take them outside to use the bathroom, say, “Go Quick,” Over and Over. And when they do go to the bathroom, you say, “Yay! You went quick!” and you just pet and love on them like it’s their birthday.
Then, three years later, you can walk your dog outside and say, “Go Quick,” and he’ll take off into the yard. Easy.
It’s now 6:38 AM, and I’ve got to get the car started and get ready to carry Niece Number Two to School.
Oh yeah, I finished “Where The Red Fern Grows.”
Every kid should read that one.
Let’s get this day started.
Love you,
–Lynn
