It’s another gray day here. It’s been gray and rainy for about a week now. Chilly, windy, gray, and rainy. I think it’ll be the same today. Looking at the weather app, it’s supposed to be gray for the foreseeable future.

Podrick woke me up this morning by chasing his tail on me. Round and round he goes. But the funny thing is, he catches his tail more than not. He’s a machine when it comes to his tail.

He was a busy busy boy yesterday. Since I did the laundry the day before it was just my usual chores. I swept (Podrick helped by attacking the broom), I did the dishes, and cleaned the bathroom. While I was going that, Crystal was starting to make the spaghetti sauce, by starting with the meatballs. Podrick didn’t know what to do. He watched and helped. He was all over the place.

Then he crashed.

He crashed hard. He fell asleep about an hour and a half before my mom came over. He was out. He slept on the couch beside me as Crystal was getting everything put together. He managed to wake up and play while my mom was here. She loves the little firecracker. He played with her and jumped at her, and even let her hold him briefly. After she left, he was out again.

So I’d say the day was a success. He crashed with us, snuggling Crystal. He’s recharged his batteries in the night, and was up early to make sure he got his tail. But for the most part, it’s not a bad way to wake up. He wasn’t diving at my face. He was just running in circles. He’s a good boy.