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It seemed to me, I woke way too early the next morning. I heard footsteps coming towards the stairs and could smell the new mommy of the house. Some time through out the night I had moved from the cozy mat in the livingroom onto a cool, flat, mat that lay at the front doorway. It was at the top of the steps that led downstairs, where I knew the new people were. I stood and stretched out my back legs, pointing my paws as far as I could make them go. My sore leg was a wee bit stiff but all in all, I felt pretty good.
The mom had reached the corner of the stairs now and I could see her happy looking face. Immediately behind her was the Mollydawg. She was licking her lips and furiously wagging her tail. I poked my nose around the mommy's legs to get a better smell of Molly. She hopped up the stairs and beside me. Molly and I started, what would soon become our morning ritual of tail wags and romps. We playfully chewed at each others necks, backs and legs. We turned a few circles and flops on the floor as we got to know each others smells. The Mollydawg was not a calm passive dog by any means but she was friendly enough. She seemed to want me to do as she wanted me to do. Well, I knew that wasnt going to happen but I let her think she was winning. We romped around and around until we heard sounds coming from the kitchen. Molly stopped playing and headed towards the sounds. I figured she must know something was going on so I thought I'd better follow her. It turned out, the mommy was making herself a coffee. Now, I'm very familiar with the coffee routine. My Momma Yvette always had herself a coffee in the morning and I had learned that NOTHING happened until that was complete. As it turned out the same happened in this house. I soon learned that This Mommy didnt even look at Molly and I until she had relaxed and finished her coffee. I think I'll have to try some of this coffee stuff one day. As she made her coffee Molly cuddled under and through her legs. I knew that game and liked it very much. I pushed my big head through the mom's legs as well and enjoyed her pats and scratches on my back and neck. I could barely hear her saying, "Good morning dogs." She also said some other words, I wasnt really familiar with. First I heard "Cuddle." Her voice sounded friendly so I stayed with Molly, by her side and enjoyed a few more rubs and pats and scratches on my head and ears. When she stopped I followed them into a room with many, many little flashing lights. I could hear the soft, whirring of small fans and the strong smell of paper. Then I heard "Minute," and last were the words, "Just wait" and "Mat." Again her hand was making signals. I watched this mom and noticed Molly layed down on a mat. I decided to lay down too, and waited.
The mom didn't take very long to finish her coffee. Before I knew it, she was heading to the door and putting on her coat. Molly was sitting very politely and waiting for what I guessed was to go outside. I saw that the mom's coat was on and thought we would be going out. We didn't. We just stood there. Molly sitting, me standing, waiting, politely and the mom standing over me. I had heard her say, "Sit" then we all just stood there. Sheeesh this was dumb! What were we waiting for? She took a step in towards me and said it again, "Sit." She was almost whispering the word and I when I looked up at her I noticed her hand was making some kind of upward motion. I had no idea what she wanted and this was taking far too long so I sat down to wait. WELL! LOW AND BEHOLD! She excitedly said "Yes! King! Good sit, King!" and popped a soft treat into my mouth. YUMMY! That was great! A second later she said "Stay," she held up her hand in a bit different motion and then opened the door. I looked over at Molly who was just sitting there, not moving. I guessed I would do the same. I was familiar with the word, stay, and I knew not to move. In a minute the mom was out the door standing on the first step. She turned, looked at us, and made another hand signal. This time she said, "Out!" Out we went. I would soon come to learn these few words would be the first and only words I would hear from my new mom every morning. We recieved pats and rubs and scratches but "Cuddle, Minute, Just Wait, Sit, Stay, Out," would sometimes only be whispered. I would also learn, my new mom didn't speak very much, in the mornings. Although with each word there was a signal. All I had to do was look at my new mom to know exactly what would come next.
I was good at watching my new mom. SHE would soon learn to think of me as her "Shadow." There was no way I was letting her out of my sight!