RANDOM: The Birds Were Singing

What a beautiful morning. A perfect combination of having the bed to myself, cozy and warm and the birds singing, a sure sign of spring coming. I slept great and had planned on staying in bed longer (mainly because the coffee shop doesn't open until 9:00 a.m. on Saturdays) when the dog decided she had to pee and it would have to be now. When you are dealing with a 12 year old female dog you believe her when she says she has to go now.
I dragged a warm blanket out to the living room with me and tossed it onto the couch where unseen by me my eldest was sound asleep. We have a big hide-a-bed downstairs and a guest room with two more beds but he figured the living room would be the best place to sleep. Not to mention he has his own place where he can sleep undisturbed on his couch or floor or bed or kitchen counter for that matter.
Why do I look like the annoying one when I wake him up to move to the other room so I can watch the morning news? Jeesh. It's not like I threw cold water on his head or something. It was a warm soft blanket. No I am not harbouring bad feelings for having run over the hose end that he left out. It was completely innocent.
Did I mention that the birds were singing?