I overheard a friend talking on the phone to her boyfriend before work one day this past month. I know you all are thinking I was eavesdropping, but I wasn't doing so intentionally. Really. I was just in the same small room and I can't exactly close my ears. Regardless, she was saying goodbye to him and told him,
"I've got to go, Babe. I've got to go do this day"
While I never said anything to her (Sarah - you know this is you if you're reading this) that day, her words have rung in my head like a tolling church bell in a cathedral tower. What a statement! It wasn't a whiny complaint about trudging through another monotonous day. It wasn't a complaint at all. It was a statement of intent and purpose. I was impressed with her sense of purpose and engagement.
Arwen and Nyxie do every day. They don't crawl out of bed, struggling to shake sleep and dreading the day's events. They meet each morning like an old friend. They wake and are ready to dive into the day. I suspect that they're also quite interested in me making breakfast, but that's another matter altogether.
Maybe dogs are just happy to have made it through the long dark of night as a pack - all the members safe for another day of hunting and community. We'll never truly know, but I do know the girls are what you'd consider "morning people". They do their dogya stretches then prance about with tails wagging, giving kisses to all who'll receive them. This seems like the right way of going about things, even if I don't have a tail to wag.