This was a lazy morning. I went back to bed and was there at 9:00a.m. (highly unusual for me) when Velvet gave out one bark. Of course I got right up. She went over to the front door and just stood there looking at it then looking at me. She seemed to be saying "It has been three days now, it is 9:00 and time to go to work". Yesterday was my day off, and the day before was the wound care seminar, so she thinks it is high time to go to work.