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<p style="text-align: center;"><em>By Guest Blogger Chicken Wrangler Sara</em></p>
Three of our four dachshunds sleep in kennels every night. Tucker is not one of them.

He has had “kennel phobia” since he was a puppy so he sleeps in our room. Every morning he waits patiently for someone to let his girls out of their kennels.

Bella and Sadie are quick to oblige just as soon as their door is open. Coco, on the other hand, is not a morning dog. Usually she comes running out barking at anything in her way. Sometimes, though, she doesn’t move.<a href="http://judythewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/Coco.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-5956" src="http://judythewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/Coco-300x169.jpg" alt="Coco" /></a>

I’ve learned not to force the issue. She eventually comes out. I figure she’s just not ready to face the day yet. I can relate.

Last week I was going through my morning routine, which includes several cups of coffee, when I discovered this:

<a href="http://judythewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/fly.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-5957" src="http://judythewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/fly-300x287.jpg" alt="fly" /></a>
<p style="text-align: center;">- a fly in my coffee cup. I was not happy.</p>
Move over Coco, I’m coming to join you. I don’t want to face today either.