ahhaah, I always say Abby is the world's laziest (and tiniest) boxer. She is such a bum. She has 2 or 3 spurts of wild energy each day and is perfectly content to snooze the rest of the day away. Rawhides keep her awake for quite a while.
Last night, she was dozing on the couch, it was time for us to go to bed. Typically, this takes a lot of convincing to get her off the couch and out the door for her last potty run. As usual, I ended up picking her up and trying to stand her on all four legs to proceed to the kitchen. PLOP! Right onto the floor she goes, eyes tight shut. So I pick her up again, carry her through the dining room, into the kitchen where my hubby is waiting with leash in hand. He laughs as I walk in with sleeping Abby in my arms, and says "Is that really necessary?" I said, "well?..." and put her down on all fours again...her legs just collapsed under her and right down onto the floor she goes again, eyes tight shut. "You tell me" I say as he laughs. He puts the leash on and lures her awake and out the door with an animal cracker.