Conrad now understands what “we gotta go to work” means. It means we go upstairs to my corner office and he takes his spot on the couch. He hops right up the stairs when I say it. Of course, why have apprehension about work when your job is to sleep?
He is really into fuzzy blankets.
He is also getting more short walks during the week.
Many times the walking involves a lot of sitting … but then he gets to rest and watch a little tv with me when I get home from the barn. He likes pretty much anything thing that involves doing not much of anything.
He also likes hanging out in the kitchen, hoping for scraps of turkey or another one of his own dog cookies.
He almost blends in with the flooring and cabinets.