Weekend got off to an exciting start. I passed out minutes after climbing out of a hot bath which happened minutes after I got home from work.
Then it was Saturday.
I have a Great Dane puppy (thanks MD). We adore each other. He was quite miffed because I had worked late this whole week and ignored him. I decided to treat him and take him for a smelly walk, making sure we hit the dung trails. We had gone no futher than 200m and he's caput. So the world's laziest dog and I returned home. He walked right past the water trough and collapsed on the couch. I checked him out from head to toe. Pulse fine. Breathing fine. He eats better than all the humans I know put together. We've also visited the vet to make sure he's cool. Straight A's all round. He just happens to be the world's laziest dog. My other mutts get excited over every little thing. This guy 'saunters' to his food bowl. He's bladder control is phenomenal because it's too much effort for him to get up. Have couch, touching human, will sleep.
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