Good Morning. In an effort to show true transparency after presenting such tranquil views several weeks ago of the various places in my home where I blog, I’ve determined to
show an actual Sunday morning in the household where I live. Recently, I showed some basically nice settings of where I write or blog during different times of the day. Here is reality!
First of all, here I am. I just woke up can you tell? I’m the sleepy one with the big coffee cup in her hand.
My day begins with Franky and Jonny reminding me it’s time to arise. (between 6 and 7 a.m.) Jonny all 28 lbs. of him lays spread out over my tummy.
Franky sits next to me and bats at my cheek (claws retracted).
I stumble upstairs. Perhaps I’m a little more graceful, maybe. (my quarters are in a daylight basement)
I feed Sasha (she’s our teddy bear dog, part sheperd and part chow – 12 yrs old) I pore myself a cup of coffee (preset so it’s ready) and sit down.

This little guy is Dante (a pomerarian, he’s 6 yrs old) who is requesting his breakfast. Pretty much he’s going to bug me until I feed him.
Franky lets me know I didn’t pet him enough when I sit down again
It isn’t long before I hear the sounds of the household stirring.
Soon there is a lot of noisy activity in the kitchen. Everyone pretty much does their own thing here on a early Sunday morning. I’m good with that!

After a variety of interuptions my day actually begins.And this is a summation of an actual Sunday morning, unvarnished and true! Good Morning Everyone,
Now that I’m awake I can go check out my blog activity. Everyone have a wonderful day today.