A great day ...

A great day today. Rolled out of bed a little before 6 o'clock, and since I was the first human of the house to get up and about, I was in charge of the morning animal routine, which goes something like this:

Put the dog out in the  backyard to do morning business; go back to cat's room and load cat automatic feeder while starving and bulimic cat meows over and over; return to dining room and put some dog food in dog dish; let dog back in.

Dog eats, while cat -- who by now has inhaled her first portion of the day's feeding -- sits nearby, waiting patiently to see if the dog leaves anything behind. I take a seat on the  couch with my coffee, checking email and book sales and such, hearing dog crunch its food, while cat waits patiently for any leftovers to be had. Crunching stops, so I get up and go look to make sure the  dog dish is empty, because if there is some food left, cat will quickly scarf it up and regurgitate a few minutes later.

Bowl looks empty, both animals are fed and watered. Time for me to finish my coffee, get dressed and head out for my 7:15 tee time. Then, I hear some faint crunching sounds coming from the area of the dog dish. What the heck? Dog is there on the sofa, so it must be ... it's the damn cat. Dish was not completely empty. Shoo the kitty away, secure and cover the dog dish, return to couch.

A few minutes later ... retching sounds from down the hallway, and voila! Neat pile of regurgitated dog food on the carpet. Good grief ...

Never fear, though. Dog likes its food both at room temperature or warmed to a cat's body heat, and slightly moistened. All that was left for me was to spray a little cleaner on the spot and scrub a bit with a wash cloth. All done!

That was not what made today a great day, though. I finally had a nice round of golf, after a couple weeks of stinking up the place. I trounced my friends Bubba and Gator, took ALL the winnings from our usual wager, and  used my windfall to buy a burrito for lunch. Even had a little change left!

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