I’ve done it.

While out walking Tootie this morning I saw a dog sitting contentedly at the front door of his home. The wooden door was slung open, but the glass screen door was closed, trapping the dog behind it. He just sat there, looking out the window, happy as a lark to be watching the cars drive by or the birds gather on his lawn.

Then it occured to me. I have a glass screen door. I can open the wooden door and allow Tootie a window to the world. This may seem like an obvious solution to you, but for whatever reason it never occured to me.

It never occured to me on all those mornings when I was trying to prepare for work at my computer with her paws digging into my back that she could be fully entertained by an open door. She is particularly wild in the AM, when we typically play the eternal game of In & Out, but now she is sitting at the door, peeking out, not barking or scratching at the pane or anything. Perfectly happy.

Like I said, I am a goddamn genius. Thank you doggie in the window on Thistlewood Lane. You’ve just saved my mornings.