routine

We have settled into a routine here in Alabama, more or less. Here's today, for instance.
6ish Dad wakes up and watches weather. Makes coffee. Gives dogs "cookies."
7:30 I wake up.
8:15 I get up, make Dad Rocky Mountain toast and papaya and deliver on tray. Give poor starving dogs more cookies. Clean up tortoise poop. Wash tortoise towels. Regret not bathing tortoise recently so he poops in water instead of his cage/tank. Wonder whether Dad fed tortoise lettuce he (Dad, not tortoise) bought at WalMart yesterday. Change lightbulb that keeps tortoise warm.
9:00-11:00 Blog, read newspaper, e-mail, talk on phone. Dad goes to get haircut. Any dogs who missed breakfast plead for food, along with those who have already had some.
11:00-1:00 Bask on porch, if warm enough (40 degrees at the moment). Check to see if Jan's plants are dead yet. Make sandwich for Dad at some point.
1:00-3:00 Contemplate going to WalMart for more dog cookies. Deal with compost, burn trash, drive trash to garbage can at road. Fetch wood in case of rain. Dad naps or reads.
4:30 Dad feeds starving dogs. Again.
5:00 Dad lays fire. I prep dinner. (Potato latkes and cabbage tonight?)
5:30-8:30 Dad lights fire. Cocktails. Dinner on trays in front of fire. Relight fire due to wet wood. Fire finally starts. Watch fire.
8:30 Dad heads for bed and book, letting dogs in or out at will (their will).
9:30 I head for bed and book, letting dogs in or out.
1:00 Dogs howl. Somebody lets them in or out.
3:00 Dogs howl. Nobody can cope.
Etc.