Waiting

I spend a lot of my life waiting.  In the morning I wait for Jim and Jean to get up and feed me breakfast.  When Jim goes to work I wait for him to come home.  I wait for Jean to finish her work so she can take me for a walk.  I wait for my dinner.  I wait for someone to throw the tennis ball for me.  I wait for TJ and Pat to come back and get me.   I am very patient.