I'm pretty much a lover of all wildlife...The super wild and the urban dweller. When we lived in Sammamish, a Flicker used to visit our house all the time (this was LONG before Fish Sauce) He was a loud bird, and I wasn't too upset when he quit visiting @ 6am.
HOWEVER, for the last 3 mornings, I am abrupted blasted out of bed (today it was about 4:50 am) by a neighborhood Stellar's Jay who decides he needs to scream at the top of his fucking bird lungs that he's awake and everybody else should be too....Little bastard. No point in trying to go back to sleep since when I am awake, Fish Sauce is awake too.
- 4:50 - Wake up
- 5:20 - Get out of bed
- 5:22 - Take wizz
- 5:25 - Feed Mo
- 5:30 - Feed Kuri
- 5:35 - Make latte
- 5:40 - Sit in hot tub
- 6:00 - Out of hot tub
- 6:02 - Change into running clothes
- 6:03 - Out for a run
- 6:04 - Oh shit
- 6:05 - Back to house for poop
- 6:07 - Poop
- 6:10 - Out for a run (2nd try)
- 7:15 - Back from run
- 8:00 - Shower and ready for work
- 8:30 - Head for work