I’m turning into my dog. He sleeps a lot, lazes around, and is constantly looking for food. Every now and then he barks to let you know he’s still there.
Yesterday I was trying to clean my messy craft room -(previously featured in its glory) – and I looked enviously at the dog. He was napping so nicely next to my desk. He looked so relaxed. And really, tidying the room would just entail having to re-clean it. End of story.
