I know, I know. I should be posting something profound and thought provoking.
But seriously, what a life that dog has! She naps most of the day until she needs to be let out or wants something to eat or drink. Then she's waited on hand and foot. Granted, the eating part consists of kibble, but still.
To lounge around all day pondering the nuances of life. Or, you know, how many squirrels she could catch if we'd only let her have free reign over the neighborhood. To get belly rubs simply by rolling over and looking cute. To snooze in the sun whenever the mood strikes.
That is the life, I'm telling you.
Other than the kibble part.