SUNDAY MORNING COMING DOWN...

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I try to be a good person, I really do. But this morning would try the patience of a saint....

After being awake from 3:30 to 5 am, I snuggled back under the covers for a few snoozes, while George went to an early Mass......   Bang!  Scratch, Scratch!  This was Babs, begging for admittance to the Inner Sanctum.  (Or, at least, under the covers.). “No!  Go away,”... of course, Babs is now hard of hearing, so she continued to bang and scratch on the door, and I continued to holler. This went on for at least half an hour, neither one of us willing to give in.

Finally, the Zero Hour looming (getting ready for church, and to pick Tracy up) I stumble out of bed and proceed about my day.  After taking my pills, I decide to call the pharmacy and reorder electronically.  Halfway thru the call I noticed that Miss  Bump has attempted to excavate the lemon tree George has recently purchased and nurtured.



Notice that she has to stand on the coffee table to accomplish this task, strewing potting soil over the table, rug and floor.

I grab Bump, to take her to the scene of the crime for a proper chastising, and she yelps  like I’m killing her-confusing the electronic voice processing my Rx-starting the process all over again!

I finally give her the talking to she deserves, shaming her Bad Doggy-ness, and continue trying to get ready, answering texts from Tracy, postponing the pick up time, finishing the Rx call, when I notice poor Bump cowering and feeling very sorry for herself.

I’m feeling pretty sorry for her, myself, and coax her into the bedroom and on the bed to love her up.  Unfortunately, I forgot I had the electric toothbrush in my mouth, and managed to spray us both with Minty Goodness...


Thank Heaven, I finally got to Church, prayed for forgiveness, and ended up with a Very Good Sunday Morning Continuing On!

Blessings to all!!
Cammi

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