Watching the Sunrise

Our decks face due East, so we can often be found sitting there watching the sunrise. We do, of course, each have unique morning practices.

Scanning for security risks.

Scanning for security risks.

Chief of Security Kiska patrols the fence line first thing every morning while Queen Natasha the Evil supervises (and Qannik tags along in case anything exciting happens). Once the perimeter is declared secure, Kiska can be found sitting on the deck scanning for potential intruders. Kiska also doubles as the Head Song Mistress, so she leads morning choir practice as well.

Enjoying the warmth.

Enjoying the warmth.

Cheoah is the last out of bed every morning. Even when she stumbles outside, the first several minutes are spent in a semi-daze just soaking up the sunshine. Frankie bounds out of bed, but only to move to the deck for an early morning nap.

Which brings us to the youngest member of The Herd. He wants to be the first in the yard in case there are rabbits to chase. And once rabbits have been pursued, sticks pulled around the yard, and holes dug, he is ready for someone to wrestle.

Forget watching the sunrise. I know I can find trouble somewhere.

Forget watching the sunrise. I know I can find trouble somewhere.

4 Comments

  1. Melon on December 9, 2015 at 9:09 pm

    I love how you show their personalities – and boy does everyone look beautiful in the morning light.

  2. Donna Wolfe on December 1, 2015 at 3:33 am

    Cheoah must be solar powered.

  3. Chris on November 30, 2015 at 9:35 am

    Cheoah has the correct approach to mornings – especially any morning that starts at sunrise! He and I must be soul mates!

  4. Lori on November 30, 2015 at 7:33 am

    Good morning beautiful herd????❤️❤️??

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