Great Dane

A day in the life of "Millie"

Is that a rustle? From the front room? Are my humans waking up? Should I greet them in bed? Hmm maybe later. I might just lie in the sun for an extra couple of minutes. Soak in this nice warm sun, stretch my legs, dream of my friends and I playing in the park.

But what’s that? Those are definitely footsteps coming down the hall! Time to get up. One leg up at a time, I arch into a big stretch before heaving myself out of the comfy sunspot on my bed. Time for a big day of eating, playing and hopefully more sleeping!

But now, it’s time for breakfast. I sure am hungry. I wonder what my people will feed me. Rice? More chicken? I sure hope its chicken. Chicken is my favourite. I plod into the kitchen, shaking my head as I drool a bit thinking about food.

‘Good morning Millie,’ I start to wag my tail in excitement. My human rubs my big floppy ears and now I’m drooling on their leg. Finally, my human finishes preparing my meal, and puts the plate on the floor.

‘Ok Millie,’ they say, and I look to see… Chicken! Thank god! I chow down, licking every last bit off the rim of the bowl. Gone. I look around and my people are gone. I whimper, sniffing as I do.

‘In here girl,’ I know what that means. I run inside and jump on the couch to join them, things falling off to make room for me. My humans laugh and I squirm to fit in between them. Snug as a bug in a rug, my eyes droop and I begin to nap. Dreaming again of chicken.