Cisco apparently doesn't wanna get up today. Usually I get up, put him out, and check my e-mail and FR and all. Then he comes in and has breakfast while I get ready for work.
Today, I walked into the living room, and only after awhile did he get up. Then he draaaagged into the livingroom, sighed heavily, and plunked down on the couch.
It's a hard life, being a dog.
It certainly is.
I got up early and wandered around, then sacked out on the couch for an hour till ecurbh got up, like I often do. I woke up to Homer, whining to ecurbh because I was on the couch. That's really what he wanted, for me to move. As soon as I sat up, he grabbed his spot.