no really, don't get up

this is how chopin and i spend the majority of our days. or the last two days at least. while i do not require that my spine become bendy and pretzel-like, i do love sleeping just as much as she does. today, i felt guilty that we were so lethargic and decided to go on an invigorating walk around the block. chopin pooped in someone's yard while i cringed and looked around to make sure no one saw, as i did not bring a baggie. by the last uphill climb to return to the house chopin and i were not happy. i looked at her and she looked at me. she mentally said "carry me?" and i vocally said "we can do this!" while mentally saying "we are lazy and are being punished by the fitness spirits who we have neglected." i trudged up the hill while chopin let the leash stretch out the the maximum 14 feet before slowly following me. if i stopped so she could catch up, she sat down - keeping just enough tension in the leash. that is when i understood: i am now the sled dog pulling my cargo up the mountain. great.