Usually, Fridays are my day for sleeping in. I always have to do some work--but usually I enjoy waking up on my own time and enjoying coffee leisurely before walking Barley dog. Since the only work I have to do on Fridays is grading, I can start that at any point in the day. I'm not a morning person and usually the pets will let me sleep in until 8:30 or so before Soth starts crying for his breakfast.
Today, though, around 7 Barley woke me up. I ignored her. She got out of bed and went to her bed. Then around 7:30 she came over and nudged me again. I noticed that her tummy was making some strange noises--which also happened last Friday--so I got up and took her outside. She refused to get off the patio and insisted on standing at the very edge and eating grass.
I gave up and took her back inside. She ran to her bowl, so I figured if she was ready for breakfast she must be ok. After all, she'd done the same thing last Friday and we'd gone on to have a nice walk at the arboretum later in the afternoon.
|She was more than happy to show off her balancing skills last week.|
We snuggled back up in bed with coffee and a book that I'd started last night. If anyone needs a really cheesy romance novel with dogs in it, The Lucky Dog Matchmaking Service by Beth Kendrick is your book! I normally stay far, far away from chick lit, but there's something about chick lit with a dog in the story that sucks me in every time. To make an already long story short, we snuggled all morning until I finished the book!
|Barley was content to snuggle with her vest-wearing hedgehog while I read.|
Barley's tummy was no longer rumbling and I had a package I needed to drop off at the post office, so I figured I'd take Barley along and we could take a lunchtime walk at the lake afterwards.
|Other than being highly offended by a boat speeding by, she was perfectly normal on our walk.|
Since Barley wouldn't slow down to a nice leisurely pace, I cut our walk short and we're going to spend the next few hours relaxing and grading before I decide if we'll take another little evening stroll. It's nice to know we're ahead of schedule with our goal, so I don't have to worry if Barley needs to take the rest of the day off (except for the worry that comes with being a hypochondriac dog parent).
This week we were back on track with meeting or exceeding our 3-mile goal each day and logged 24.41 miles, which put us at 781.39 miles for the year so far. 1000 is getting closer every day!
|We were excited to get to enjoy a few more flowers at the arboretum before the cold weather starts rolling in.|
We're wishing everyone a happy FitDog Friday!