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The sun hasn’t crested the horizon. Darkness still holds its grip. And an early dawn statue sits in our yard.
Our morning turnout. Four dogs go down the steps to the yard. Three return. Hu-Dad goes to check on the straggler. His Highness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey has declared the day too early to start.
And so as things work with royalty, the rest of us waited until the Little Prince declared the day started. Just a few more minutes.
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Oh dear Prince Typhoon Phooey-I agree-because the dark hangs around much longer it makes it SO hard to start the day!! I guess the other sibes in the Herd don’t agree!!
All of us agree with you Typhoon it IS too early to be starting the day. The alarm here went off at 3:30 a.m..