I realized, after a comment the other day, my photos give the impression the greys are continually moving about. That is so far from the truth. I feel like I am perpetrating a myth. :)
They are couch potatoes. My girls sleep or are laying about 20 - 22 hours a day, with breaks for our daily outing, potty trips to the back yard, forays into the kitchen to eat, excited greeting time when I return home from being out and standing up to stretch and move to another bed.
Due to one thing after another: broken toes, cut feet, a broken car, and lots of travel, the girls haven't had much time to run with the other greys at playdate for the past 6 months. A very apparent side effect is that they are incredibly out of shape.
I had taken them for a short run in the dog park then for an even shorter walk to try to get them back to running condition before a full playdate. Willow was so tired she simply laid down on the field 300 yards from the car.
In the middle of the walk.
I couldn't figure out what was so interesting she had stopped walking until I turned around to check why one dog's lead was taunt and it felt like I was dragging a log. She decided she wasn't going another step and just looked at me like I was smoking something if I thought she was going to get up. I wisely chose to give her a few moments before getting her moving again towards the car because I was going to loose that conversation.
Me: "Really? You're going to stop here? You can make it. It's only 300 yards."
Willow: "Ohhhh! The misery. I can't go another step."
Me: "300 yards..."
Willow: "My aching feet."
Me: "When we get home you can put your feet up."
Willow: "That requires me getting up. Uggghhh. Then I have to jump up into the car."
Me: "I promise I will lift you in."
Willow: "It's soooo far."
Me: "Now you are just being ridiculous. Come on, get up."
Willow: "I scream bloody murder if you tug that lead one more time."
Me: "We'll wait right here until you are ready."
Yesterday and today I decided to see how they would do and we went to the normal playdates. The result? They are even more exhausted than normal. There hasn't been a peep out of the girls since we got home. In fact, not one has moved from the beds they collapsed upon when we walked in the door. A quiet day indeed. Ooooo, AND, I bet I get to sleep in past the usual 5 AM wake up it's time to play call. Woot!
Breeze. Looks a little uncomfortable, doesn't it?
Dru. Sporting a little ETS.
Willow. Tucked in.
