Mornings can be kind of rough on a Griff. We require hours upon hours of sleep. In a bed. With our peeps. Hours and hours. Late night, early morning, early evening, late morning, who cares? We need to rest. Did I mention we need hours and hours??
You all know by now how dedicated I am as a companion. Just goes without saying, doesn’t it? When you go by the moniker “Onecoolgriff”, part of the cool factor is giving your humans the love and adoration they deserve (Which is much less than the love and adoration a Griff deserves. Just sayin’.). That said, I have no problem rolling my self out of bed in the wee hours (Man, 8am is early, is it not?), half asleep in frog pajamas, still dreaming sweet dreams of drive-thru bank biscuits, to hang out with Mom.
Now, hold on a minute. I am not sleeping, if that’s what you think. We are meditating. And I take this part of the day very seriously. I can meditate with the best of them. I can do marathon meditation. I can do deep meditation. If it’s on the agenda, I’m all over it. And I stick with it to the bitter end:
I feel so much better knowing I have cleared the air about this. I think sometimes you just have to be clear about your intentions and the rest of the world will totally understand.