Monday, March 2, 2015
Slice of Life Day 2: When your dog is lazier than you are
So, this morning on my slightly unexpected snow day I got up to walk him a little later than I usually do, which I knew would not be a problem since Geordi has become quite used to sleeping in with all our snow days recently.
As I'm pulling on my boots, gloves, and jacket I'm calling for him to get out of bed. Nothing. Doesn't budge.
So I grab a bag of treats and rattle them around calling for him to come here, saying it was time to out. Nothing, just sits there and yawns in my face.
Then Tim tries to help. He gets up and offers Geordi a treat. So this time Geordi gets up and lumbers off the bed. We praise him profusely for getting out of bed, almost like when a student never does homework finally turns something in.
I turn to grab his leash and the little stinker hops right back up into the bed and curls up. So there I am fully dressed in my layers of winter weather gear trying to now physically pry my 60lb dog off the bed so he can go use the potty. I finally am able to get some leverage and pry him from the warm covers, and this time I remembered the leash. I was victorious!
Now we are both tucked back up in bed watching the ice melt.