Drive-thru

The drive-thru speaker crackled alive, the familiar employee's voice said, "What can we make fresh for you today?" Our "dogmatic" routine several mornings a week for many months now, my poochie and I share the same breakfast, and the young lady who's always on this early shift knows the order: bacon-egg burrito, bacon-egg roller (mini-burrito), both no cheese, no sauce. Widgie gets the roller, minus most of the flour tortilla. But, this morning my dog wasn't with me. On a last moment whim, I decided to request the usual order, and have some fun. Then, my turn at the window, the friendly girl asks, "Where's your doggie today." "Oh, she's right there, on her favorite pillow.", I replied, pointing my thumb over my shoulder. The poor girl leaned out slightly, looking closer into my back seat.  "She's having one of her invisible mornings, silly dog.", I casually said. Both of us behind masks, her eyes got big just for a moment, so I did the same with mine.  hot sauce?", as she always asks. "Nope, I'm good.", as I always answer, slowly rolling away.