*Feeling a wet tongue on my cheek - Belles usual method of letting me know its time to get up - i screw up my face and wipe at my damp cheek as i slowly open my eyes, yawning. Not ready to be awake yet i think about pulling the covers over my head and going back to sleep when a hyperactive furball in the shape of Nala lands squarely on my middle! Shoving the dogs off the bed i grab a hairband and drag my hair back into a messy ponytail before showing my feet into my sneakers and grabbing my hoody, knowing ill get no peace till i let the pups out for their morning run.
Heading downstairs i hear movement in the kitchen and, figuring it's nanty, call through that im letting the dogs out for their run before opening the door and nearly being flattened by the pups as they rush past me. Standing in the doorway i blink a little in the bright light, shivering a little as i note that it looks like it might turn out to be a nice day for a change!*
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