Too Cute: Part 8

It's been raining a lot around here these days.
It is a very slow moving system, that is coming from the northeast (weird, isn't it? weather systems around here usually come from the south west, or perhaps the north west, ....not the north east)

This has made for some very cold, dreary, unmotivated days.

It's on days like this that Marge and I don't make it very far on our walks. 5 minutes into the walk Marge has jumped in every muddy puddle in the drive way, and is went to her nose, and I am not much less wet.

So, after 5 minutes, we come in, and Marge does this.
Allllllll day long.
Literally.

It's too cute.

And kind of path
etically depressing at the same time. If it were possible to be depressed on behalf of some thing, I would be depressed for Marge. How can she live with herself knowing that that she is sleeping away at least 2/3 of her life?? (yes, she typically sleeps 16+ hours a day.)

Who knows.

But, she is just a little dog after all, and she seems to very much enjoy her waking hours (and her sleeping ones too for that matter), so I guess all is well in the life of Marge.

Though it would be nice if the rain would go away so we could both at least pretend not to live a sedentary life...

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