Ahead of the Clock

Ahead of the clock.

For whatever reason lately, my dog has been waking me up at 4:30ish (AM!) that he wants to go out. He has always been good about waiting for my alarm clock to go off and even knows that I will hit the snooze. For nine minutes he sits by my pillow alternatively watching the red lights and turning around to lick me. As soon as the music turns on, he leaps out of bed and dances around while I drag myself around the apartment to the bathroom and the kitchen and finally to his leash. Lately, I've been snuggling with him for the hour before my alarm and all is well.
Well...he's much smarter and more observant than I ever thought. He gets his leash on his own now, when he sees me head over to put on my shoes he will pull the leash off the hook. And once or twice he has pranced around the house with my "dog walking" shoes. (not fun chasing him down at 5:30am)
So...I rolled over this morning and I was sleeping on my glasses. The glasses that I plainly remember taking off and putting on my nightstand.So my thinking is that he was "giving" me my eyeglasses at 4:30am this morning.
We'll see if it happens again. As long as he doesn't eat them, it's a happy world.