Wouldn’t it be great if you could train dogs to recognize weekends? I’m talking about the days that many humans have off from the regular grind of a workweek. It’s when people would love to sleep in.
Habits are difficult for humans to break — it’s harder for dogs.
My hounds are accustomed to going outside at 5:30 AM. They expect to go out again at 7:30 AM with breakfast to follow immediately. That morning routine is the exact same every single day because they force their humans to comply.
Happy Saturday morning. It’s the butt crack of dawn. 😏
The pool steps are going in today and I’m thinking about mowing. So many hot days in the forecast without rain, I’m on the fence about that. I don’t want to cause the grass to burn and die (I guess), but it drives me crazy when the yard doesn’t look nice.
That’s a habit that I can’t seem to break after living in Seymour city for 10 years. I know rural living doesn’t require a manicured lawn. My body is thrilled about that, but my brain keeps forgetting.
Mr. Pesky’s garden looks GREAT!
I took a photo of Mr. Pesky’s garden yesterday when I went to help water it. So much goodness is growing in there…
Now you know: Most escaped mental patients just go home and resume their everyday activities.