Tino woke me up at 6:30 this morning. Normally, I get annoyed and throw the pillows over my face so he can't lick it to death, but this morning, I decided to give in instead of fighting him to let me sleep in. It was chilly out, about 65 degrees with a light breeze that sent goosebumps throughout the body. I had hot coffee in my hand, the sun was peeking up over ...