Depressed donkey dog

January 28, 2008 at 9:22 am | Posted in Life, Puppy | 1 Comment

A typical morning consists of Sean waking up before dawn, showering, feeding Sam and taking him outside, coming upstairs to kiss me goodbye, and Sam crawling back to bed.

I wake up a little before nine (I work second shift), wrestle Sam out of bed because he is lazier than we are, walk him, check blogs, take a shower and dress, walk him, put him in his cage and head to work.

Our routine has become a bit more stable over the weeks, and we all know what is to be expected once the first set of alarms goes off.

Sammy hates the mornings we go to work. He clings to me like a baby Koala. He sleeps at my feet, whines, pouts, licks, sniffs, sighs; a full blown Eeyore.

This morning I woke up thinking that I really really would like to hit the mall before work. I need a few new articles of clothing and I don’t have to be to work for two more hours.

Sam isn’t going to be happy.

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