Thursday Thoughts with Buttons... Mornings.

Each morning the first thing we do is go where the "Flyers" are. I wear a leash where my hooman doesn't get lost. Oh, I do something she likes before we go out. It's called "sit?" I put my backside on the floor and for some reason it makes her so happy. She rubs my head every time and tells the Old Gray One I'm smart.
Hoomans do not take long to train, you have to be consistent and patient with them. My hooman wears this raggedy old housecoat outside, so embarrassing.  I hope no one sees us. It's early though, I think we are safe.
I do my relieving quickly but it's all the smells that get me. I mean seriously, do you smell all this stuff?  Someone was here since last night. Who was it? Was it the Flyers? I do not trust those Flyers, they sit in the trees and seem to be mocking me. They won't talk to me. They go up high where I can't watch them. [Just thinking about them makes me mad]

Smells, all the smells... HOOGE smells. They were in OUR yard and hooman seems not to care. I'm at a complete loss as to why? She even seems to like the flyers. What for? They don't bring you a ball or anything? I think they are useless.

I have two hoomans and the Old Gray One is slower, his legs seem to not work well in the mornings. It takes him longer to get up and get ready to go outside. I keep hopping around to see if he knows how to hop but he never does it. [I do not think he is very smart but he's cute and friendly] I get my ball for him too and drop it off the bed where he can fetch it. He fetches well. I tell you, so easily trained!

The flyers made me hungry this morning and we go in again. My hooman wipes the bottom of my feet where I'm comfortable. She gives me crunchy food in a shiny bowl and cool water out of the big box in the kitchen. I love cool water. Hooman takes her brown water from a machine and my ball to the outside room and she throws it for me until I sit down beside her. It's going to be a good day.