The reality of our early morning walks put to music.  You may or may not find this song funny.

The Morning Walk
By Timothy Price

[Verse 1]
Walk the dog three sunder miles
Before the sun begins to rise
Photographing cranes through the brush
While Dawn applies her soft pink blush

[Verse 2]
Winding trails hold booby traps
Stepping over coyote crap
Tree roots of all evil lie in wait
Trying to trip us up

[Chorus]
Daily early morning walks
Frozen Dawn chokes the darkness
Monsters succumb to morningtide
Stand in wonder, beauty surrounds us

[Verse 3]
Taking pauses for leglifts
Pilates pee-mail on the tumbleweeds
Messages are left for canine noses
For one and all to ascertain
That “Jake was here!” Again

[Bridge]
Frosty air irritates the nose
Clear it with a Farmer’s blow
Blasting boogers broken backs
Paralyzed on the frozen ground

[Chorus]
Daily early morning walks
Frozen Dawn chokes the darkness
Monsters succumb to morningtide
Stand in wonder, beauty surrounds us

[Outro]
Slow first mile then quickened pace
Dragging the line past hugging trees
He still gets in a few last pees
Before we’re standing at the door
Turning off the clock
Starting morning chores

Spunk: “Let’s hear what you got, Paparazzo!” Marble: “I don’t think I can take it!”

We love it! Stupid cats.

Belafonte: “Is it safe to come out and dance?”