After our AM walk, I went back to bed and slept the sleep of the dead until noon. I needed my sleep after a wild and crazy night last night. (OK, I was out bowling, same as every other Friday night. It was neither wild nor crazy. But still... I didn't get enough sleep :-)) Dreyfus did not approve. He had energy to burn, and kept nagging me to get out of bed. Eventually I got out of bed, but only to go run errands and play tennis. By our evening walk, he simply demanded that we take the super-extended route instead of the normal route. Then he demanded a solid 20 minutes of tugs and fetchies.

Now, of course, his butt is parked on the floor and he's throughly tired. Dreyfus is an all-or-nothing kind of guy.