It's Henry's fault

 

We find ourselves sleeping in.

 

We’ve always gotten up at 6:30 or 7:00.  We get up and get about our day.

 

But without Annie now, there is no 6:30 puppy alarm telling us it’s time for us to get up, take the dogs outside, and bring them back in to feed them.  Henry Iron Bladder doesn’t care.  He’ll sleep as long as we do.  It doesn’t matter when he eats either.  Whenever we get around to it is fine with him.

 

Now Judy and I are underperforming and it’s Henry’s fault.