Last time I wrote, I mentioned that Charlie still sleeps inside every night.
\nMost of the time, we wake up at the same time.<\/p>\n
Sometimes, Charlie wakes up and wants to go out before I’m ready to get up, especially in winter when I have to psyche myself up to leave my warm bed and make a fire, and so I rigged a long fiberglass pole to the top corner of my back door and it reaches all the way to my sleeping loft, so I can open and close the door without getting out of bed. Super handy bonus of living in a small space.<\/p>\n
But usually, we’re ready to start the day together. Charlie stands up and stretches and I put my contacts in and look at him and say “Gooood Moooornnnningggg” in a sing-song voice, and he starts whining and yipping and then lets loose with a howl, and then Chloe joins in (she’s lazy in the morning and outsleeps us all) and she starts barking and howling, too – while still lying down, and Charlie tap dances in circles and I start laughing and the cats jump off the bed and are like, “well I guess it’s MORNING, way to be subtle,” and the day is off and running.<\/p>\n