It has been a week now of slowly shifting the pre-bedtime walk forward in the evening by an hour and a half. It is an effort to wrap up the night sooner so that Steve can get to bed earlier; his doctor told him she felt he was a bit sleep deprived and suggested he try to go hit the pillow earlier.
So after dinner and pills are given Steve and crew go on their walks to lockdown the neighborhood for the evening. It is usually somewhere around 8:30pm, a gentle time of the night except there are more people and pups out and about. Some nights I can hear the WDA shouting conversations to others sharing the route.
When they return, like always, we share "post walk" nibbles. And then when we move into the bedroom there are "lights out" treats. In the past they were pretty close together; now there is a gap between walks and bed of almost an hour.
The point in negotiation is whether a NEW round of treats is needed to accommodate the new transition from post-walk to brief winddown to actually getting up to go to the bedroom. Momma has ruled "no," but WD and the Army have not missed a night of the new routine to press their argument by clustering around as I shut off the computer and desk lamp. Pointed looks at the treat jar on the desk, which has already spilled its bounty post walks, and gentle taps on my leg try to convince me that they simply will not make the next 20 minutes of bed stuff and waiting for me to sit on the bed (lights out position) without a little SOMETHING.
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