this morning #111.

this morning, as with every morning for the last few years, a white toy poodle nudged her out of her sleep & she responded in kind with a belly rub before heading over to the vanity. as she brushed out her long, graying hair & tied it up, he sat at her feet in anticipation of their imminent slow saunter around the neighborhood. since it was a friday, she changed into her favorite jean capris, her sexiest disney t-shirt & spotless white keds. picking up the leash unleashed unbridled doggie enthusiasm & they were out the door. for the next thirty minutes, she would breathe in the city air as her life companion sniffed every tree. they both smelled pee.