I know when it is morning and it's time for my Dad to get up. Sometimes he doesn't know what time it is, so I have to tell him. When he finally hears me, he knows he has to get up. I like that, too, because then I get to take over the bed and snuggle for a while with Mom!
But pretty soon I know it's time for me to take a walk and have my breakfast, so I have to wake Mom up, too.
After my breakfast we get to nap some more in the bed. I only get up if Dad has a second breakfast, because I get schnibbles. But that's not a problem because I can always go back to bed, ha ha!
Later on I know that it's time for another walk and sure enough, everybody starts putting shoes on!
And then comes my very best favorite time of the day....SUPPERTIME! I love suppertime! I especially love spagetters, but I love my veggies, too!
After my suppertime comes hooman suppertime and I get schnibbles of that, too! Yumbers.
Pretty soon it's night time. Time for one last run out the door and a big nap curled up in my bed.
Don't know what time it is? Just ask me!! I have a clock in me!
I used to think Harry used the light...sunlight...to figure out what time of day it was. But now I am beginning to think it is more than that....his stomach, perhaps? A combination of the two? Whatever it is, he has an uncanny knack for always knowing the correct time. Good boy!
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