Fran's morning walk

Every morning Fran has to take an overly animated Santorini outside. I'm sure he has to make a morning pitstop just like everyone else, but as he hears the key turning in the door lock he can hardly contain himself...he starts jumping and growling in anticipation. If we don't tell him to sit and stay (which he does for the most part) he will blast out the door emitting a sort of growling yelp and streak over to the bushes looking for any intruder.

After that exciting dash to see who is in the yard (nothing ever is) he then frustratingly just walks around sniffing, forgetting that he has to make his morning pitstop. Of course, the time he takes to finally find his perfect spot is inversely related to the amount of time either Fran or I have before we leave for school or work.

But this time of year, it is worth it to get up a few minutes early to look at the colors as Santorini picks his perfect spot...especially when you have a nice coffee in hand.