I have a Saint Bernard / alarm clock that walks in at 5:30 or so, and lays his head on my shoulder... and breathes. The little ones sleep in, but the big guy wants to go out.
I don't mind. It's getting light out, and the birds are waking up. It was still frosty this morning, but the maples are budded out. Nice weather's coming.
At 7 - 7:30 he goes back and wakes up his mom. He knows better than to fuck with her before that.
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