
Snooze #1 of 9
The alarm goes off. Snooze. It goes off again. Snooze, with feeling. By round nine the alarm quits first.
five more minutes…
One chihuahua, one lavender robe and way too much coffee. Follow Sleego through a day that never quite starts.
the daily routine
Thealarmgoesoffatsix
andgetsignoreduntilnine.Coffeeshowsuparoundnoon
andsomewherenear3AM
Sleegofinallyfeelsreadytostarttheday.
Scroll sideways through one very normal day. The clock down there keeps the time. Sleego does not.

The alarm goes off. Snooze. It goes off again. Snooze, with feeling. By round nine the alarm quits first.

One brush went in to fix it. The brush did not come back. Nobody mentions the brush.

Morning stand-up, from bed. Cereal in one paw, coffee in the other, “sounds good” on repeat.

Sunglasses on, robe still on. The wind wins the hair fight. Sleego wins the walk anyway.

Blanket goes on at four. The remote is two inches away. Might as well be in another city.

Bed at eleven. Eyes open at three. Watching videos of other dogs sleeping, taking notes.
The alarm goes off. Snooze is right there. You know how this ends.

The whole pot goes in.
The mug holds about a third. The counter gets the rest. Sleego calls it a balanced breakfast.
Eight moods, one dog. Send one to whoever texts you before 10 AM.


walking into monday
like it owes me money


alarm: 6:00
me: we'll see



doctor: one cup a day
me:

taped to the fridge
Stuck to the fridge with a dog-shaped magnet. Nobody remembers voting on them, and everybody follows them anyway.
the second sip is also too early
nine reps minimum
post office included
it should look like a small storm
the good ideas show up at 3 AM