My mom took me on a LONG walk this morning – a good 40 minutes! Here’s what I’m doing afterward.
In case you’re wondering, I’m sleeping under my mom’s desk, surrounded by cables and cords. You can tell I’m REALLY tired: I’m not chewing anything.
Cathy keeps worrying, “Is Gracie getting enough exercise?” She likes to say, over and over, “A tired dog is a good dog.”
OK, mom. I’m a great dog!