Her cold noise, furry face and foul breath woke me up today.  It is the type of morning when you step out of bed and your nipples go instantly hard it is so cold.  So cold, it makes the dog wake you up because she needs to pee really really really badly.

Lady races to the elevator doing the doggy dance.  You know, the one that has the dog tearing back and forth rapidly then occasionally jumping up on you barking "HEY MUM!  I REALLY REALLY REALLY HAVE TO GO!"

Down the elevator we go and the elevator just stops and instantly she pounds her nose into the elevator door trying with all her doggy strength to make it open faster.

Down the hall to whimper at the exit door and then with a flying leap tears outside up the ramp, slips on the ice at the top, does a doggy face plant, skitters to her feet, racing around the corner slipping and sliding, springs in the ivy and lets it go.

Yep, the doggy face plant made my morning.