The dogs let me sleep until 10:30 a.m.,
except for Morisson who woke me in the
middle of the night to visit the facility.

I'm having to keep Morisson on leash,
when I let him out to do his thing,
because he is running off with greater
frequency. The last time that he split,
he did so right in front of me, with me
calling his name out repeatedly, and
with greater intensity, and volume to
no avail. He must really like this
neighborhood. There is a dog in almost
every house; maybe that has something
to do with it.