The Morning Routine

It's morning now and the day's routine has begun. The three big dogs who have had their morning milk ( a habit that started I don't know where and can't seem to be broken) are stretched out at my feet. The cats have been called outside after their breakfast, so I assume the mice have run for cover. The rooster next door is repetively crowing so the world will know he's on the job in the henhouse. The sheep are blatting now and the mule is honking, It's time to step into the cold to finish the morning's duties. All is well on the north side of Idaho City.