Today as I wake up next to my best friend, I am greeted by my great dane’s big sloppy tongue informing me that it is breakfast time. As I slide out of bed, the little Italian greyhound begins his excited dance, enforcing the original assumption that it is indeed breakfast time. The Maine coon cat weaves in and out of my legs followed by her fat brother, letting me know that they are also quite hungry. By the time my wife gets out of bed, I already have a cup of coffee and am sitting down to write, she comes over to me gives me a kiss and begins to make breakfast…Its going to be a good day!!