Fluffy bums

Oh, we did like it.  We did both go for a route march in the Park, and we walked the back trail to the Railway Dam, and it was the best time we had had in a whole week. 

It seems that this thing called daylight saving is over.  I think they put the daylight in the bank or something, and then draw it out over winter.  Or something like that. 

But THEY do get up an hour later than they used to, and we don't like that.  Our bladders are very finely tuned; they don't work to a clock.

Never mind, SHE still gets up and lets us out which is a very good thing.  We can't bear to think of the alternative.

Now you might wonder why she has to get up.  You see we all do sleep in the same bedroom - including Raj.  And the bedroom is upstairs, so we can't have a dog door.  Well, we do have a dog door but that's in the basement and we can't get down to that in the middle of the night.  It's complicated.

So, when we want to go out, we let her know and she gets up, and then afterwards we all go back to bedbyes again. 

At least for a little while.  Then when it really is time to get up (when the daylight comes out of the bank that they did store it in) we do jump on the bed and wake them up properly. 

SHE calls it the attack of the small fluffy dogs.

We pride ourselves that you can't possibly sleep through it.