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One of the great pleasures in life is napping. As a Master Napper, who qualified professionally early in my puppyhood, I know the essentials are a warm spot in the sun, a nap buddy (Sophie) and the perfect timing of after breakfast and a good walk, and a few minutes of playtime with my Kong Wubba. And my gentle, rhythmic snoring in tandem with Sophie is guaranteed to put nearby listeners into nap mode.
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We love you, dogs and dog people - thanks for being our Dog Diary friends. From your friends:
boxers Rupert and Sophie,
Dog Moms Barb Ayers and M.J. Sweeney
and our dog friends and their friends.
And one kitty, our sister Tia, whose always in the background trying to get into the picture.
I fail to see why this photo of me relaxing after a long walk, a very long one, almost a trek, is a subject of such amusement to my Auntie Barb in Oregon and my DogMom here in Maryland. I needed to get off my paws.
I take 22 steps (though I can't count, but it's a lot) for every step my DogMom takes, because there is a lot to see and sniff. We get back, I drink water, I relax in my preferred position.
Sophie likes to curl up on DogMom's feet, as you can see the from the photo taken from her lap.
What? What's so funny?
After watching the Puppy Bowl (and yes, Kitty Gaga's halftime show), and snoring my way through the Human Bowl (until the scent of fresh roast turkey sandwiches was in the air), vacuuming up a cracker here and there and begging for cheese (unsuccessfully), I was simply exhausted today.
Decided I needed to play my It's A Dog's Life But Someone's Gotta Live It card. Halloween Snake and I crashed companionably.