Monday Morning Adorability!
Jul. 26th, 2010 06:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thoreauSo - the lovely Dave (my boyfriend with whom I live in sin; tasty,tasty sin) is up this morning at 555am. Now - anyone that KNOWS Dave - knows this is a once a decade event. My guy LOVES his sleep. He usually comes to bed around 1am and sleeps in daily till 930am or so. It's the "Dave Way" - so imagine my surprise when notquiteawakedave stumbles into the kitchen as I'm making coffee this morning for a hug. I give him a hug and he mutters in a not-quite-understandable-voice "darned east coast people scheduled a conference call." and then mutters and grumbles back to the bedroom to get dressed.
It's remarkable because Dave is one of those kinds of people that rarely if EVER says something bad or snarky about other people. So - combined with that special crinkly "i don't like mornings face" with his uncharacteristically crabby commentary - and (tada!) SO ADORABLE!
So - then I get coffee, check LJ etc. - my normal morning routine - and go to get Miss Kate for walkies and she's staring at the closed glass doors of David's office - literally like "why can't I be in there?" visibly pouting... but she trots out with me for walkies - but as soon as I unclip the leash she bolts up the stairs (remember she usually gets to cuddle with Dave up in the bed until 930 or so) and bolts into the house and just returned to my feet again, visibly pouting, as if to say "Dave is not in the bed? what is going on?"
I need to beatfeet for the train here shortly - so I'll go let Miss Kate into Dave's Fortress of Mathitude (behind the glass doors!). but - all sorts of chuckles this morning.
It's remarkable because Dave is one of those kinds of people that rarely if EVER says something bad or snarky about other people. So - combined with that special crinkly "i don't like mornings face" with his uncharacteristically crabby commentary - and (tada!) SO ADORABLE!
So - then I get coffee, check LJ etc. - my normal morning routine - and go to get Miss Kate for walkies and she's staring at the closed glass doors of David's office - literally like "why can't I be in there?" visibly pouting... but she trots out with me for walkies - but as soon as I unclip the leash she bolts up the stairs (remember she usually gets to cuddle with Dave up in the bed until 930 or so) and bolts into the house and just returned to my feet again, visibly pouting, as if to say "Dave is not in the bed? what is going on?"
I need to beatfeet for the train here shortly - so I'll go let Miss Kate into Dave's Fortress of Mathitude (behind the glass doors!). but - all sorts of chuckles this morning.
