My morning porch watch incorporates a book and a chocolate-brown dog idling next to my c spring chair. She always runs out first to do her morning duties; then she joins me as I read. The sun benevolently warms me but gets too much for the dog, quickly absorbing the heat beginning to pant. She gets up and stares into my eyes with her Murphy-expression saying eloquently, "Time to eat."
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