Jan 6
7 min read
Saving the Salty Old Joiner
I love my morning routine. I start the coffee, put Bo’s breakfast bowl down, then visit the throne while the coffee brews and he slurps his kibble. He is alert for the sound of the toilet paper roll spooling out, and by the time I shamble back to the kitchen he is making Pavlovian puddles on the floor beneath the treat jar. I dole out his biscuit pieces, and as he crunches I settle into our recliner/love seat, slip on the blood pressure…
