I Need You

Slipping my still tired feet into soft slippers, seems to help with moral upon rising in the morning. I need all the help I can get. Vanilla coffee in hand, those feet in fur walk out onto the paved patio.…

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Obstructing

Rising to greet this day my ears are filled with the mournful “woo woo ing” of the mourning dove. I’m guessing it’s Dorsey, and Dean has been out all night investigating a crime, so she’s fussin. Her tune is pretty…

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Stop! Do it Now

Wrestling covers before the alarm clock goes off isn’t my idea of a peaceful rising. I hate messed up blankets and tangled sheets. I spend the whole night trying to get warm. Well not the whole night, the occasional hot…

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