Monday, April 30, 2007

Dog Tired

Every time we get Porter back from the pet sitter's house, he acts like he is going to expire if he doesn't lay down and act like an angel-type dog for about 12 blissful hours.


Holding head up... just... too... hard...


Porter, prostrate with The Tired. The Tired, it has won.


Porter likes to make himself as flat as doggedly possible, so that the pull of gravity is less taxing.


[very soft whisper, fading into nothingness] barrroooo....

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