The alarm goes off at 6:00 AM. Riley come along side of the bed to nudge me into the land of the living. I have always taken that nudge to mean either pet me or let me out to perform my morning duties. I sluggishly make my way downstairs to make the coffee. Riley goes out. I head into the office for a few hours of work, Riley heads back upstairs. An hour later or so as I head up to hit the shower, this is what I always find.
The Replacement
So I have come to believe that the morning nudge isn't just
pet me or let me outside, but rather.
Get up, so I can Get In
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