I can’t believe I am awake. Technically, the sun is still sleeping…but the yellow dog wanted to eat breakfast. The brown dog wanted to go outside. The yellow dog had to poop. The brown dog wanted to run. I know what you’re thinking… "They are spoiled." "They are dogs." "They are [this or that]." Oh shut up.
    Promptly (and without warning), at 5:00a everyday, the yellow dog begins her routine of barking for about ten to fifteen minutes at a time (that’s a very long time if you are alseep), followed by my personal favorite, the rattling of her kennel door. The combination of her high-pitched-yelp-bark mixed with the noise of steel-cage-door-rattling, jarring you from sleep at 5:00a every morning, well it’s almost too much happiness for me to bear. Which reminds me of another yellow lab that was in a movie a while back. That dog barked at its owners too…it was called Ol’ Yeller.
    The brown dog has a tough bark. It’s a deep, menacing, throaty bark…kind of like a junk yard dog… a friendly, lovable junkyard dog. Why can’t the yellow dog have a bark like that? How did we get stuck with a dog that sounds like a mix between a hyena and one of the sandpeople from Tatooine? What gives?