Sneaking up to 5 months

It is rare to see clouds in the morning . It was just before sunrise and a big part of the eastern sky was intensely red and orange . For a few minutes it looked like the prairie was on fire.
We are sneaking up on having Schatzi 5 months already and Molli going on 6 weeks.
Schatzi sleeps in a little past 6 now, which is a relief for all of us, including Mollie. She cuddles under the blankets with Dad , mostly right in the traffic lane, where Schatzi does not see her when she hops up from the doggie stairs. Growling and yipping , Mollie sighs and might as well go out too and pee. The longer to sleep in later.
We mostly still sleep with the AC at night, hoping to have less allergies in the morning, especially Andy.
We open the window very early in the morning and Schatzi's " radio " is on. She curls up on the blanket and listens intently to all the sounds coming from the street. She is sorting out what is what : Garage door slowly rattles open, a guy on a Harley enjoys waking up the neighborhood, what ,a dinosaur roaring ? No, really a garbage truck with screeching brakes in the distance, a utility truck beeps while backing up, several dogs barking, a front end of a car scraping the drive way hump ----- her little ears are moving left and right and you can see her brain working. She cannot see anything from her listening post in bed except the sky -- a virtual theater for the ears.

Steve mowed our lawn for the last 6 weeks while Dad was gone.
Years ago, when Schnapps was defending us from anybody in a wide perimeter around the house, Steve and his wife Neicha were cutting the grass in Betty's yard.
The garage door was open just a tad, Schnapps slipped under it and bit Neicha in a heel. We had to call Andy in West Virginia and inquired about Colorado dog law. He had no idea about that particular law.
In the meantime we found out, after Clar's husband almost got his face bitten off that there are no penalties and that the Humane Society does not pursue dog bites.

Steve still has his lawn service, and now he has Buddy, who works with him. Buddy must be the biggest dog I ever met, a massive, muscular, probably Mastiff and a sweet heart. Buddy keeps Steve company and guards what ever equipment is in the truck.
When Buddy comes up on the deck, the girls go totally insane with barking, hopping up and down against the glass door, charging and yelling until they are exhausted
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Any lawn mower noise in the area now has been associated with Buddy appearing here any second now !
Molly and Schatzi go into their mayhem performance with yipping, barking, racing around and doing their best to get all worked up. Molly flies up to the window bench without missing a step and Schatzi dashing behind her, panting and the tongue hanging out . At the window Schatzi stands on her hind legs hopping like on a trampoline, her nose as high as possible and still can't see out.
It is not Tuesday girls, Buddy is not coming.