The alarm clock is set at 6 a.m.

I'll get to Donegal in the next post...

Early Monday morning, just after our long flight home from Ireland, the construction crew arrived to replace the rotting white trim on the house and garage. They're still here, which makes life that much more difficult for Miss Jess, just coming back from Doggie Day Camp that same morning.

She did surprisingly well at camp, except for the first 2 days where it was stormy. Girl doesn't like storms. Or the noise of construction crews. 

By the end of her 10-day stay, she was out of the smaller outdoor pen and playing with the other dogs in the big pen. Since being home, she is more willing to play with Cyrus, but I still need him to come out and chase her back inside. 

She did well coming in at Breezy Acres, even with no Cyrus and no long leash, but she still needs to wear it here.

I was hoping her daily wake-up schedule might improve after her stay at camp, but no, she still wakes me every morning, usually before 6 a.m., by putting her dainty little paws up on the bed and doing her best to look adorable.

I can ignore her and she will go back to bed, but she comes right back a few minutes later because she knows I'm a sucker for her cute face.