I’ve seen plenty of things in my 6 years (human years) but never anything like this morning. I’ve seen things. Weird, weird things through those big, brown puppy dog eyes that get me whatever I want.

I awoke to sunlight heating my back. The sweet, strong perfume of thick, juicy bacon. I rolled over so that the sun warmed my face. My tail thumped on the ground out of happiness. After basking in the sunlight for a while I got up to hunt for the bacon. When I found it I helped myself to 12 pieces and a couple of waffles. I carried them back to my fluffy dog bed and gnawed at the new bone I got for my birthday last week. And that’s when the tornado hit.

“Ugh, I’m late! I’m late! I’M LATE!” Owner shrieked. Rushing through the apartment grabbing things as she goes.

“AH! Where are my waffles? And my bacon?” She cried in a frenzy.

“DAISY!!” She yelled plowing through the room to get to me.

“I looked up into her blue-gray eyes and tried the puppy dog eyes.

“Oh, that’s not going to work on me today!” She said.

I looked down in disappointment.

“I have a big conference today! And I’ve already overslept! And now I don’t have breakfast! Thanks a LOT Daisy!” She cried.

I whimper.

“I’m sorry but I’m stressed!” She sighed looking in her hands.

“Why am I holding this?” She asked herself holding up a roll of toilet paper.

“Ugh, whatever.” She groaned throwing it on the table. She threw open the fridge and grabbed a smoothie.

I jump up and chase my tail.

“What are you doing Daisy?” She asks spinning around and sloshing the smoothie all down the front of her new blouse.

“ARGH!” She yelled. “Now I have to change!”

She flew back into her room to change when I saw something out of the window. My ears perked up and my tail started wagging out of control. This has happened before. I barked and dashed to the window yapping at the squirrel darting around in the tree. An electric feeling ran through me and I threw myself on the window with a loud thump.

“Daisy!” Owner cried rushing out of her room with a new blouse on. “What are you doing?”

I continued barking and trying to reach the squirrel.

Owner grabbed a piece of toast and flew out the door yelling her goodbye and screaming “Coming through!” And, “I’m late!”

I nudged the door closed and jumped up to push the lock with my nose. I went back to my bed and curled up, my puppy dog eyes finally closing after a crazy morning. And I’m a dog! I can let owner pick up all the tipped over furniture and spilled food.