When the day opens the dog opens. Opens before you do. Sees the beautiful objects all around the room. Can’t resist waking you. Puts her front paws on your chest.
Note to self: find out how dogs wake each other in the wild. Maybe they all wake at once. Probably waking human beings is a different order of business than waking the pack. Of course it is.
Oh but the day is open. And because guide dogs are on a schedule, a daily calendar that reflects a working life, they must eat first thing. Then it’s a trip outside, often before daylight, and without regard for the weather. We are awake and outside and its raining and by God the day is good.
When you’re up, you’re up. And there’s a day of linked occasions opening all around the man and dog.
Planet of the Blind 