Creatures of Habit

My dog can tell time. No not by looking at the clock, but by the sound their stomach makes at certain times of the day.

Promptly at 430 am he comes creeping up the side of the bed. First, he huffs hot, Stinky breath on me. Then he sighs heavily. If I still don’t get up, he brings out the paws and digs me out from under the covers.

The cats start a hellicious chorus of meows until I obey their feline will.

They will wake the house if I delay.

So I’m sure they found me quite funny this morning. You see, after the dogs dancing bear routine he sat wiggling by the door for his daily walkies. Except I couldn’t find my keys. I thought I’d put them in the usual spot, ie on the table but they weren’t there. I then thought maybe my hubby had picked them up thinking they were his as he had given me his earlier. So I checked his usual spot

And found his keys.

But not mine.

As the dog was now wrapping himself around my legs and nearly wetting himself from the delay, I decided to take my hubby’s keys. So, I stuck them in my pocket.

And found my pocket.

I’m not sure if I’d already stuck them in my pocket, and blanked it because it was so routine, or if I hadn’t taken them out to begin with.

Guess even human animals are creatures of habit.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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One Response to Creatures of Habit

  1. danrshaw says:

    That’s better than waking up at 4:30, standing in front of the toilet and wondering why your there. Or making coffee and forgetting to put the grounds in the basket before turning it on.
    Here’s a clue. If after putting the leash on the animal and you find yourself having to drag it out the door for a walk instead of it pulling you out the door as normal, you put the leash on the cat, not the dog.

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