I was checking my bank account on my Iphone when the door burst opened. Three dogs burst in followed by my laughing wife, gleeful over catching me still in bed.

Before crouching and putting up a hand, I managed to get in one shot before Maria’s posse leaped up onto the bed joyfully and then onto me.

My left arm shot up to hold off  Fate, who was about to shower me with kisses. Bud was beginning to climb up on my chest and Zinnia was about to leap on my stomach.

Seconds later I was scrambling to get out of the bed while the dogs had a blast climbing over me.

Working dogs all, they have realized the work is getting the old man out of bed. Once I’m out, then they are victorious and successful. Working dogs live to be successful.

I don’t think there’s a lock on the door..Hmmmm…