Jelly in the Morning

It's 4:30 am, and the sighing and groaning starts... then the wander into the bathroom for the drink of water. It's time for me to pull on my bathrobe and find my slippers, for She Who Must Be Obeyed will want out.

Can I get her outside before she wakes the house with the Happy Bark, "I'm Alive! I'm Alive! Another Day, and I'm Alive!" We go downstairs, and outside...

"Shhhh... Jelly.... the whole neighborhood doesn't need to know that you're alive..." It doesn't help. She can't hear me.

Then it's time to eat. Somehow The Servant never can get the food into the dish quite fast enough to suit Her Highness. Back outside. Just in case. And now, back to sleep.

But for me, it's time to start the day. And I wonder, who has trained whom in this relationship? Why is it that I understand what all these different barks mean? And which of us is demented...