A Friday Morning

Today was just one of those mornings that is preparing me for my wild children in my future.  No, no news on that front - thank goodness for now.  However, Tucker was a wild child this morning.

I left the house for a nice 3 mile run and this was what greeted me as I stepped outside...

The quarter moon was so bright it was lighting up the rest of it.  It was beautiful.  I could see every star.  There wasn't much noise this morning, just my feet on the pavement...which sounds like a horse, if you really want to know.  All in all - it was a great run.  A great way to start the morning. 

Upon my return, sir wild child took over.  While stretching, he would bull-rush me, nearly knocking me over.  He then ran to get his bones from the living room and decided to run sprints in the house instead.  Once he was finished with his sprints, he took his bones to a bed.  The rule is he can only have his bones on his bed.  Well, he decided that our bed was acceptable this morning...

After finally getting him to move his bones from our bed to his bed...I figured he would settle down a little and it would be safe to shower.  Heck no - He attacked the toothpaste while I was in the shower...

And yes -  it was a brand new tube.  And yes - he poked holes all in it.  And yes - I was forced to throw it away.  And finally - thankfully - yes, I had a spare tube.