I celebrate that I played hooky--from the gym!
I am usually quite diligent about this. Up at six, at the gym at seven. Contortionist until eight. Except, if it rains, or if I'd rather have my yoghurt right after I wake up, or if Pasha is lying on me. Then I simply don't have the heart to disturb him.
You just have to love this face! It's the best excuse I can think of.
A brilliant excuse!!! I wouldn't disturb him either.
ReplyDeleteI have the same problem with my dog. If she's asleep on my lap, I can't get on with my life until she's woken up!
ReplyDeleteYou are just a softie! But I know wha you mean.
DeleteNice! I have two big dogs, perhaps I'll start using them as my excuse for not getting my butt to the gym!
ReplyDeleteStopping by from the hop!
Brandy--I looked at your great blog. Sorry, but you can't use your dogs as an excuse....you are wayyy too young for that! So, continue to give your "butt" that workout! Believe me, it'll pay off in the long run.
DeleteSlim as you are, Elegant Inge, you don't need to go every blessed day! (Though, to remain as svelte as you have, you obviously do so regularly!) I hope you have a lovely weekend this weekend (the 25th through 27th). Diana
ReplyDeleteDiana, as they say here in the South: "Bless you." And, yes, I did drag myself there again this AM.
DeleteSounds like a busy day and that your cat was making sure you had enough rest! :) Writer’s Mark
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