“Sunday’s with Ollie”

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Bacon! Bacon! Bacon! 

It was early morning when my Tom awoke. He let me out, and feed my growling stomach. One moment I saw the food, and the next it was gone. As my morning ritual continues to play out Tom picks me up, and puts me in bed with my Connie who was still sleeping. I jump around her give her a tiny lick on the lips and snuggle up against her. No sooner did I fall asleep when my head popped up. The door was shut in the bedroom, but that didn’t keep the aroma of the bacon from slipping through every slit and slate in the door it could find. Even my Connie began to stir, but not enough for me. I wanted down, but it was still dark as the sun was only beginning to rise. I couldn’t see well enough to jump down. So I walked back and forth up one side of Connie and around to the other side touching her check with my wet nose each time. “Lay down Ollie,” “it’s too early to get up.”

So I sit staring at the door imagining the bacon sizzling on the stove splattering at the feet of my Tom, a piece dropping on the floor. My mouth begins to drool as I lick my chops. I can’t bare it anymore the desire, the lure of the bacon had a hold of me calling me…come, come this way. I jumped as if diving into a big black obsesses without thought, and landed on all four paws, like a cat. My Connie got up knowing I wouldn’t let her alone if she didn’t open the door. It was then that my transformer powers turned me into a Dogmomatic vacuum. On full speed I headed for the kitchen. Already in vacuum mood with my head down, sniffer in position, my tongue went to work slopped up everything in sight.

“Dam dog!” My Tom yells as he trips over me. “Out!”

I go out one way and come back in the other with determination to cover every inch of the kitchen floor. My Tom and I will play this dance… “Dam dog!…Out! Game,” until my mission has been accomplished.

I dedicate my wonderful Sunday morning experience to my Uncle John who has taught me, even from a long distance, the Magic of bacon. Thanks for the doggy bacon jerky uncle John, its truly transformed my life.

About connieszone

I've come to know myself as a unique individual expression of God. I love that there is only one me in all the world. I'm still learning, growing and experiencing all the wonders that this life has to teach me. I live, move, and breath in this shell of a body God has given me, and together we travel. He see's, hears, taste, smells and touches all that I experience through the individual personality that I am. I believe He exist in each one of us for the same purpose. I am a daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother and friend to many. I love to write and express the many thoughts that swim around in my head. I love to read. I'm a creative crafty kind of person. I love being in my garden. I've been working on my families genecology for 25 years. I think that about sums me up for now.

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