Morning. Early early morning.
Itches and scratches and twitches.
Streeeeetch!
Ahhhh, sleep, deep, deep sleep.
"Morning, Budha!" Real morning.
With my people thumping and pounding and going.
Let's sleep, let's play, look at me!
Ahhhh, tummy scratches and head pats and almost, almost sleep.
Don't go, don't walk, don't leave.
"It's time to go to work, Budha!"
Time to dig deep in the bowl and eat, eat, eat.
And wait, wait, wait until my two people come home. Treats?
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