A good thing? Or a bad thing?

Something happened this morning, that at first amazed me, but then after some thought I started to think, maybe it wasn’t a good thing.

Every morning I take Rocky for a walk down the street and backi, so he can do his pee pee’s and poo poo’s. Usually around 6.45am we’ll head off.

On weekends, when I like to try and sleep in, he will usually find a way to wake me around 7 or 8, and therefore I gotta take him for a walk or else he’ll pee on the floor, or the bed. So even if I’ve had a late night, I end up getting up early.

So what happened this morning? Well, I keep my house keys separate from my vcar keys, and I keep them on my Hawks lanyard (a lanyard is that strappy thing people use for their mobile phones and hang them around their necks). So the moment I grab my keys, Rocky thinks we’re going outside for a walk or a drive/ride. He starts to get a little excited (reminds me a little of mum and dad’s dogs that go ballistic whenever someone says ‘walk’).

So here I am this morning lying in bed, pretty much just enjoying the sleep, and I feel Rocky climb onto the bed. I open my eyes to see what the little bugger was doing, and here he is sitting looking at me, with my house keys in his mouth. That’s right. My bedside table is quite low, and that’s where I leave my keys when I’m in bed. The little shit reached up, grabbed my keys, and then woke me up.

I don’t think there is anything else he could have done to get the message across loud and clear!!! So I took him for a walk, and the moment we were out the gate, he goes to the toilet. Smart ass little bugger he is.

Ok, time for some footy, Geelong vs Lions. Should be a good match.

Cheers……….