Game of Yawns

With fireworks that went on way too late and an alarm that went off at 3:30 a.m. so Dad could get to O'Hair in time for an early flight to New York for a meeting, Mom was exhausted when she got home from work. Sure, she let me out and then fed me and then walked zombie like into her room and laid down on the pawprint blanket and that was about ALL the attention I got.

So Dad's gone and Mom's