lowdogs rise in the east

Last night Molly gobbled her 1/2 cup of cottage cheese before bedtime, per the vet's instructions. It's supposed to help with her acid reflux in the morning.

This morning I joined D. at the window, as he was tying his tie. Molly was outside on the grass in the familiar position.

"She's getting ready to yak, again. Wait for it. There she goes."
"Poor Molly."

Then, he turned to me, looked into my eyes, and said,

"Someday you and I will be on vacation and gazing out the window at a beautiful, real sunrise, not a Basset sunrise."

A girl can dream.