March 11, 2018
The amazing dog knew that DST had arrived. At what will be, when I acknowledge DST existence by force tomorrow, our wake up time, she gently placed her wet nose in my eye. When I instinctively said, it’s not time yet, but rolled over to look at the clock, there it was in clock face boldness, the exact right time to get out of bed according to Daylight Savings Time. Grant it, the clock didn’t and doesn’t say the right time. I am not one to preemptively fix the time. SHE. JUST. KNEW. For a half an hour, I stayed in bed hearing the soft jingle of the tags on her collar from the other room, composing blogs in my head. Then I resigned myself to being awake. I got my coat. Lily jumped down from the chair. I clicked on her leash. Off we went into the predawn. The neighbors’ houses were dark and the only sound was the soft padding of her paws on the pavement. When we passed the neighbor’s house where her dog friends live, I noticed the lights were on in their kitchen. Do they all know?
Slice of Life Story Challenge. 31 blog posts in 31 days. This is day 11. Read some amazing slice of life stories here at Two Writing Teachers.