Amber woke us this morning, barking. She sleeps on a big bed in the utility room downstairs behind a dog gate. Usually she sleeps until one of us comes down groggily making our way to start the coffee. We got up and dressed, not sure why she was barking.
We let her out, with her barking like a maniac, but didn’t see anything in the garage and nothing in the yard that we could see of concern. She then barked to get back in and be fed.
She met me in the bedroom, just finishing making the bed, greeting me with a happy grin, lots of nuzzling and tail bashing into furniture and me in her glee to begin another day.
We ate and finished morning chores. I came in with my coffee and sat in front of my computer. All of a sudden, Amber was here, wagging her tail and smiling at me. We talked a minute and I petted her. She continued. I asked her if she wanted to go back outside. She ran toward the door. I obligingly got up and went to the front door, opening it. She didn’t follow me. I finally decided she didn’t want to go out. She followed me back to my computer chair.
She has had her breakfast. She got the rest of my husband’s cereal and milk.
The answer: SHE. WANTS. MORE!
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