Who needs an alarm clock when you can wake up to this sweet face?[/caption]It's 6:55 a.m. You know it's morning but you're hoping to get away with a few extra minutes of sleep. You keep your eyes closed and you might turn your body another way...you know, so the Scottie won't see. He does see you, despite your best effort, and he ignores you this one time, pretending he's still in sleep mode as well. After all, he understands: you're a Scottie Mom and you need your rest. He closes his eyes but he knows that it's time. Not more than 10 minutes later, he gets up, stretches, shakes off and lays back down, this time crawling his way toward you inch by inch, all the while remaining in a resting position. His tail wags, sticking straight up in the air and he's wearing the biggest grin as if to say, "Hello! I'm really happy to see you!!"
This was Mr. K's ritual every morning when he used to sleep in my bed, back before I moved in with Scottie Dad. I never needed an alarm clock. He was always there every morning, eager for me to wake up but careful not to make me miss out on too much sleep. Last week, when Scottie Dad was away, Mr. K joined me a night or two on the bed (a Scottie Dad no-no) for the first time in about a year. Much to my surprise when I awoke that first morning, guess who had returned to his old ways, waking me up with a more excited spirit than ever? That moment melted my heart and all the logic Scottie Dad had instilled within me over the last year about the benefits of having one place in the household that was ours, and not the Scotties', went away. How on Earth could it be beneficial to not see this sweet Scottie face as I wake every morning?
So, every morning he is with me, I lean over and say, "Hi!" being sure to plant a quick kiss on Mr. K's forehead. That's his cue to jump up and bound across the bed, making one giant leap off the edge, ready to start the day. My feet have barely touched the floor when out comes Heather, tail also wagging, of course, from her favorite spot underneath the bed. (I've tried to get her to stay with Mr. K and me but can only recall one or two nights in which she actually spent the whole night with us.) A couple quick pats on her back, she stretches and the three of us head to the kitchen to grab their leash and head out for our morning walk. Such goes a happy morning in the life of a Scottie Mom!
Don't you dare keep ME off the bed. I wake Them up when the sun comes up. In Arizona in the summer that's EARLY for Them since we don't go on daylight savings time and the sun starts appearing in late June well before 5am.
ReplyDeleteLucy and Haggis must be the two biggest snoozers in South Africa! In summer the sun is up around 5 am, but these two will "lie in" for as long as possible, unless there is a reason to get up. Lucy usually graces me with a few lazy kisses and then curls up and goes back to sleep. Haggis is not a morning Scottie and can be a bit grumpy if he is disturbed. If he wants to wake up he will stretch himself out and give me the "eye", meaning that "if your hand does not scratch my tummy soon there will be trouble", usually by the time I am on my way to work they are still cuddled up with dad.
ReplyDeleteWe love sleeping with our Scotties! Fortunately, their Scottie Dad is okay with them sharing the bed and share they do.....Angus sleeps between the pillows and Miss Aggie loves to snuggle at our feet....we call them our Scottie thermal heaters in the winter!
ReplyDeleteIn the words of Riley: It's been 8 long hours since I've seen you and I want you to know how very much I've missed you.....so Rise & Shine!! I will cuddle with you like a wild child and kiss your face until you get up!!! Oh! And don't forget to rub my tummy while I'm on my back stretched out next to you! And now that your up....I am going wake up my next favorite person....(leaps off bed and heads to the next unsuspecting victim who's bedroom door is not shut)
ReplyDeleteAww a scottie clock? That's so pawesome and adogable :)
ReplyDeleteMy scottie waits for the clock and then I have to rub and rub his back his tummy to get him started on the day. On the weekends I think we can sleep in but nooooooo scottie is up a few minutes after what the clock would have gone off standing on me to get going. I say, but we can sleep longer today, does not matter to Bentley, it's time to get up now. No sleeping later and no going back to bed after he has been walked and had his breakfast.
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