I typically don't take my camera with me for morning chores because:
a.) no coffee yet
b.) I can't find it (see a.)
c.) the herd does not welcome any delays or disruptions in their routine.
However, there are exceptions, with colorful sunrises chief among them.
Having lived with me nigh on to nine years, one would think that George
would come to appreciate that resplendent morning light
will occasionally take precedence over the timely delivery of breakfast.
I'm not quite sure what he was saying here.
Something on the order of "get your ass out here with my hay."
George: Give me strength, Alan. I'm about to pass out from starvation.
Lucy: Take a number. I get fed first.
Me: Alright, alright, I'll put the camera down and get your breakfast ready...
...after I get one more shot of your irresistable starving cuteness.