It’s 6 am and the first doggie alarm goes off. Lucky the Aussie, who lives in the basement, starts the first round of reminders – bark, short howl, bark-bark. The Digger Brothers, seventy-pound Lab mixes, chime in with a low barf barf and a high-pitched howl. Millie, the mixed sheltie terrier, decides to start dancing in her crate and starts a high-pitched whine. My husband and I both shout in unison “be quiet and go lay down.” The command falls on deaf doggie ears.
Ted gives in and drags himself out of bed with Charlie the chipper Springer following him and talking the whole way, Sparky the mixed Husky bouncing up and down, and PJ the sausage like Corgi whining. He opens the door to … Read the rest