My dog and I have a routine every night before bed.  When I’m ready to go upstairs I always ask him, “You ready to go night-night?”  At that point he jumps up, runs to the pantry where his treats are, I fill my water glass from the fridge door, he gets a treat, and we head to bed.

I used to be a big water drinker, but since Drew left, I haven’t been eating well or watching my weight.  Thus, I’m more apt to grab a soda than water. 

Tonight I decided I needed to get my butt in gear.  Drew is supposed to come home December 21, but I just heard today he might come earlier.  I’m excited, but not too excited.  Nothing is firm (including my ass…hahaha) and I don’t want to get my hopes up.

Anywho–I decided to drink some water tonight.  As I started filling up my water glass, Bailey got all excited, stood begging at the pantry door, and was ready to go to bed.  This was at 7:30.  I guess if I drank more water he would understand that sometimes I fill up my water glass and don’t go to bed!