Just to get things rolling and set the mood, I'm bringing this post over from my Myspace blog. This was posted Monday, August 27th, describing our first morning. It's a fitting beginning to this new project I think.

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Well, this morning began the new morning routine. Up at 6:30 instead of my more typical 7:00-7:15ish (7:30 if I'm really not into this waking up thing, which I often am not), get my coffee, grab the leash and walk the dog. I was dreading it at first, but you know what? I think I could get used to this.

6:50am. There I am walking in the woods, coffee in hand, dog by my side or a little bit ahead depending on what she smells. I got part way down the trail and thought, "damn, this isn't a bad way to start my day really. In fact, this is pretty damn good!" We walked down to the pond, Beyla sniffed around and did her thing while I just walked enjoying the cool morning air and drinking my freshly ground and brewed Ethiopian Mocha Harrar.

Got home again at 7:20, geared up and hopped on Talon wide awake for a nicely alert ride in to work. Damn fine day all around if you ask me!

This was Beyla's first work day with us though, and she did very well. She's used to being crated, but I'm not a big fan of it myself. I bear no judgement toward those that opt to crate their dog, it's just not what I prefer to do with my dog. She has a crate, but the door is open. It's more of a doghouse for her than anything. But we have a baby/dog gate at the top of the stairs and she has the run of the downstairs livingroom. She was fine by herself all day, but Kari said she went nuts when she came home. That's one of the great things about dogs, isn't it? They're always so happy to see you!