Isn't she cute? Her name is Lulu - or LuluBelle, or Lucy, or Lu, or "oh come on! It's too early!". Yes, this is a photo of my darlin' Lulu -my alarm clock.
One thing she doesn't get is that "dark 4:30am" looks an lot like "dark 5:30am". So I try the snooze - you know, the reasoning with a small dog in the wee hours of the morning. "Oh come on Lulu. You were just out a few hours ago..." or the "OK, OK, I'm awake. Now go lay down" The then kisses start. The ones that say she knows I've drifted off to snore-land once more. Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss. OK, OK, I'm AWAKE!. She doesn't believe me. She stands on my chest and looks me straight in the eyes and I melt. Yes, through all my whining about getting up so early, I know she's my morning girl. She likes the azure blue sky of the very early morning hours. And the cool air, I'm sure. So we get up, Lulu and I, and head for the kitchen to make Randy's lunch. And Lulu sits patiently awaiting her thinly sliced piece of lunch meat. And we both listen to the coffee maker brewing our wake-up blend. And we go sit in the "sleepy chair" and steal a few more minutes until I really have to get up and start my day. And she goes back to bed and rests up for her day of guarding the home front. And all is well with the world. Better than a radio alarm clock any day.