Every day at The Haasienda is a new, fun adventure. The early morning energy from three dogs is like trying to put a lid on an erupting volcano.
The buses begin pulling into the high school parking lot, next door, around 7:10 AM each morning, and despite my efforts to pretend I am still sleeping, The Girls are ready to spring into action.
About the time the wonderful aroma of coffee begins wafting upstairs, Chief, who has taken to sleeping downstairs on the leather sofa, bounds upstairs almost always at 7:30 AM, on the dot. This ignites Harrigan and Bailey’s full energetic fuse.
Bailey, “Miss Wiggle Bottom,” turns the bed in one of those vibrating beds that was so amazing when staying in hotels as a child.
Harrigan, while romping with Chief, eventually comes to check on me, sniffing my breath, holding her nose to my eyes, and offering one of her very deep voices that practically sound human.
After a while it is difficult to maintain my laughter. I become just as enthusiastic as my beloved furry trio.
Thus, the day begins…
