Since my Mom is super busy with training for the Avon Walk (I've been temporarily excused from my duties because I get salt stuck in my paws), she wanted me to tell all of the blog readers what a typical morning is like for me, your favorite basset hound. Read on to find out what my mornings are like!
Put Yourself in His Paws
A Morning in the Life of America's Favorite Basset Hound
composed by Leo, typed by Mom
Between 5:30-6:30am -
At these early hours of the morning, it's long-awaited potty time. To stir Mom, I stand up and start scratching my paws all over the place. Sometimes I pick up my bone and thrash it against the sides of the crate. This gets her moving.
Somewhere between 5:30 and 6:30am -
When Mom gets up (yay!) she usually looks at me and says, "Hi, Bubba." (I think that's her nickname for me because I remind her of the mildly slow but sweet character from the movie Forrest Gump.)
Still somewhere between 5:30 and 6:30am -
Mom opens my crate door and sometimes I still feel groggy. It takes me a minute to get out and then I scretch for a real long time. Mom struggles to put my leash on because it's usually dark and I'm so glad I get to tinkle I can hardly contain my excitement!
When we walk to the elevator, I sometimes have a hard time slowing down. I have been really good about sitting and waiting outside of and in the elevator until I get outside, but once in awhile I still pee in the hallway and a little comes out in the elevator. Oops. When this happens, Mom has to go to the basement and get a newspaper to clean up the mess. One time an older lady was so angry that I peed in the elevator that she wouldn't get in for the ride. I don't know why. Everyone pees.
Outside, I pull hard until I get to my potty spot. I sometimes find snacks in the grass and I like to try a little bit of everything. That's proper manners, right?
6:30 - 7:30am -
When we get back upstairs I know it's almost time for breakfast. Lately, Mom has been letting me roam while she is in the shower. Before, she used to put me in my crate and I didn't like this. I'm older now, though.
I love water and I am pretty sneaky. Sometimes I poke my head in the shower and drink as much water as I can. This means my whole head gets wet and sometimes Mom yells. I don't know why. It's very important to remain hydrated.
When I'm not sneaking water, I sometimes sneak cat food and drink all of the cat's water from their flowing fountain. It's very tempting when nobody is watching. When I get caught, though, I get "the Look."
I also like to sneak up on the cats while they rest. They hit me in the face alot with their paws and their nails scratch me and I bleed. They make terrifying noises that I've never heard anywhere else! I'm pretty sure they like me.
Between 7-7:30am -
I am very good about sitting and waiting for my breakfast. I help Mom get it by sitting in the middle of the kitchen, almost right at her feet. Usually she will say, "Do you have to sit right there?" Of course, I do! It's my job as your assistant! That way, when she falls over she can land on me for cushion!
I drink my water first and I usually do this as fast as I can. I am timing myself to see how much I can drink in the shortest amount of time.
When I'm done eating, I help Mom make her lunch for work. For this, I sit directly in front of the refrigerator. Sometimes when Mom opens the door she hits me in the face with it. I know she doesn't mean it and so it's okay. I like to help.
Between 7:30-8:00am -
Mom has to put make up on. She has a mirror in the bedroom and she sits on the floor. She has lots of brushes and little tubey things that I sometimes take. I get yelled at for this, but I can't help it. She usually tells me, "Those are expensive!" That word must mean they are tasty and fun to chew, which they most certainly are!
When Mom is done we get to go outside one more time. Sometimes I am ready before she is and so I go to the door and ring the bells. I love those bells. Sometimes I ring them just because I like the sound of bells. I think Mom likes the sound, too, even though she seems to get angry that I ring them so much. If she didn't, why would she make me use them?!
Between 7:45-8:15am -
Once we are done going potty and eating outside snacks, I know this means I have to go back in my crate. While I am sad, I am also tired after the morning's activities.
Mom puts on the radio for me. She also gives me some toys to play with in my crate. Some of my toys I can't play with because I ripped them open and I eat the stuffing. She thinks it's not "safe" or something.
I don't bark when Mom leaves anymore. I used to, but now I know she always comes home, to me, at the end of every day.
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Hilarious, Suzy, oops, I mean Leo. LOL. You're a lucky Bubbadog to have a mom who understands you so well.
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