October 13, 2020

White Dog noticed it over the weekend. "Momma, it seems to be getting dark before dinner now. I am pretty sure dad has not been that late with feeding us. It feels strange."

And she is not the only one sensing a change. We had to wake TIZENEGY up for breakfast this morning. He was all snuggled deep in his blanket soundly slumbering. Tiz NEVER misses his internal clock's call for a meal.

Bailey is a little confused as to why she now needs a light on the sun porch to eat dinner. 

Bella comes in from the yard post-dinner potty break and heads right for the front door. It is so dark that My Tiny Dancer is SURE it must be time for pre-bed walks. I must lift her and point to the clock. "Walks are not for another two and a half hours," I explain. "You have time to socialize or nap first."

I haven't the heart to tell the White Dog Army that in a few short weeks Daylight Savings Time ends and it will be dark by four...and will also be dark when we rise.