Monday morning and Bonnie never fails to get me up at 7.30. It's her body clock telling her that she needs breakfast.
Bonnie is my little plumpette Keeshond/Jack Russell. We named her Bonita when we first got her at 5 months old but she has never answered to that name.
Now that she has had her breakfast - the ungrateful wench just abandons me to go back to bed.
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