A few minutes after I took this photo, the shade had moved
on to Dreyfus' face.
It was fun to watch the struggle between his desire to stay
put and his desire to have his face in the sun.
Eventually he let out a big sigh, stood up, stretch, scratched
himself a bit, then moved 6" and plopped down again.
He was clearly bothered by fact that he had to move at all.
My dog might be even lazier than me.