I attribute some of Cheyenne's sleepiness early in the morning to our time zone. Until we switch back to winter time on November 1st daylight in the morning isn't going to show up till almost seven. Thus when I arrive home around 6:20 it is pitch black at home and I tip toe into a house filled with the sounds of peaceful snoring from dog and wife. It has to be said that Cheyenne is now well into her 14th year and she is no longer as active as she was. The heat and humidity of the time of year also work against her. So, all in all I am getting in less walking in the morning than I used to. Afternoon walks are now out of the question...my girl sleeps on her bed and opens one eye when I say goodbye on my way back to work.
The other morning I was in the mood to walk even just a little bit so I tempted Cheyenne out with a chicken strip. The jerky was organic made in the USA etc... and thus irresistible but for a while it was touch-and-go as to whether my Labrador was ready to leave the house. The day before we had walked 40 minutes which is a lot for her in the heat and sometimes she prefers at best a walk very other morning. I was glad I rustled her out of the house. I needed gas for the car so we went east toward cheap fuel on Ohio Key, 15 minutes form the house, and against commuting traffic toward Key West. I also thus got to see the sunrise which looked a lot better than this picture at Bahia Honda:
The old girl perked up quite a bit by the time we got to Veterans Park near the Seven Mile Bridge and she took off with me in tow trailing plastic bags for the inevitable contemplative moment. Its these moments that refresh me, watching her have fun on a beach that is empty thanks to low season. Come here in January and the pallid masses are swimming in waters cold enough to make me shudder.
Just to remind me, as if I needed it, I found one more sign people are weird, probably drunk and quite possibly driving. Four perfectly good fish no longer swimming in their natural environment but cleaned and gutted and grilled and left not eaten. Cheyenne enjoyed one and I tossed the rest. What a waste.
I was ready for bed quite honestly but the sun finally put in an appearance...until we switch to winter time daylight comes close to seven in the morning and sunrise obviously later than that...so I was up past my bedtime and for that I was grateful to Cheyenne.
By this time herself was ready for breakfast and bed, quite likely in bed knowing my soft spot for herself.