I’m just starting my lesson with Jane Savoie, after a perfect warm up, when an electronic rooster crows horribly in my left ear drum. My eyes fly open, and it’s pitch dark.
Aw, c’mon. Who set the stupid alarm? And why the horrifically annoying electronic rooster that crows loud enough to scare the neighbors?
I wanted that lesson with Jane Savoie.
I roll over, close my eyes, and climb back on Hudson.
Hudson…Hudson….? CRAP. I leap out of bed, grabbing my jeans in the dark, bang into the dresser, and trip over my shoes.
It’s five am. On a Saturday. The Saturday.
Today is the cattle drive!