In what I think was an attempt at payback for waking him up to take this photo last night, Gatsby decided to assault us this morning.

As soon as the alarm went off, he sprung from underneath the covers and dive-bombed our faces, licking everything within reach of his (strangely long) tongue.

Then he barked incessantly at who-knows-what all morning, and cried when I yelled at him and threatened him with the spray bottle (water messes up his hair). And then he started barking again.

All I can say is that it’s a good thing he’s The Cutest Dog In the World.