Woof If You're Not a Morning Person

My phone or alarm sometimes goes off very early.  I also don't know when I'll get a chance to eat, depending on how the day goes.  You'd think the years I made a living as a pilot would make it easier, but it doesn't.

There's a homemade sandwich if there's time, but many days, it's just some yogurt, some fruit and some Rye Crisp or a crunchy cookie or two. Whatever I can grab with my eyes half closed and stuff in my metal lunchbox with a chill pack from the freezer door and bottled water in the bat truck.

We all like our crunchy little treats. These are mine. Yes, they have sugar and probably trans fats, but I love my Dare cookies to munch on or dunk in a cup of coffee.  These aren't quite as tasty as the maple cream ones, but they hold up during travel over bumpy roads in the truck.  But even the few in the box that end up broken are still lunch box worthy.

Barkley has his favorite little crunchy treats as well.  He gets the Healthy Radiance dog food (a Hoosier company) for his meals.  But he loves the little Iams dog biscuits and always gets one just before bed, if he goes out and does his business without barking at the Chiweenie and the Doodleman Pincsher (and their two mixed breed dogs) down the street.

I'd best not make a trip to the store and not come back with some if the box is empty.

If Barkley could talk he'd say . . .

"Get the one in the box with the fruit bat on the front"

(Uh, Barkley, that's a dog, they're just not all as rugged looking as you).

If wasn't until I reorganised my kitchen to have things easier to get to at bedtime and at o'dark hundred that I noticed how similar the boxes looked in color and size. That's not a green color you see every day.

It's 3 a.m. Time to get up, to grab and go (3 hours sleep, I can do 3 hours of sleep).  Barkley didn't even get up to eat his food. But I better take some, maybe not for now, but I will need a little energy later at work.

Oh. . . . crap. . .