My human is not a Monday man. I can tell. He feels sorry for himself because the weekend is over.
And he has that face! Much like the face I’m doing for you in the photo.
To me Mondays are no big deal. It’s the same old same old. Wake up, stretch, walk down the stairs,
eat some breakfast, wait for my other human to come down and take me out for my early morning walk,
look for Max the Golden Retreiver and bark at him, then bark at all other neighborhood Goldens too,
then clear my pipes, go back home, eat some more breakfast, then rest till my human takes a break
from his computer, walk with him into the fields or the park, then see him off to work, then sleep
and wait for one of my humans to come home. Same old same old, Monday or any other weekday.
That Monday thing is all in my human’s head. I tried to tell him that. He won’t listen.

Have a marvellous Monday everybody!
-Anna