Our mornings are generally the same, even on the weekends. Wake up at the ass-crack of dawn, workout, feed Lucy, go to work. So here is a pictorial look at how Lucy spends her mornings.
Sometimes she gets a bit antsy waiting for me to finish up so she frequently occupies herself by doing this:
After I’m done working out, it’s playtime.
Then she moves onto her pink elephant.
Playtime doesn’t last too long, however, because pretty soon she’s giving me the look of “feed me, dammit.”
After she eats, which takes all of 60 seconds, I head upstairs to get ready for work and this is what I come downstairs to…
After I drag her butt out the door one last time to do her business, that’s pretty much where she stays until lunchtime. Rough life.