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.