Yes, that's right. And he's doing it on purpose!

He has lolling on the bed and lounging on the couch down to a fine art and he likes to rub it in. He positively exudes sleepiness and revels in it. Just looking at him makes me want to cuddle up and get cozy instead of sweating it up on my elliptical trainer.

He is very smug about this power he has too. If I do manage to summon up enough will power to tear myself away, he does this little lip smacking thing and gets all blinky. The corners of his mouth turn up in a contented little smile. Yup, he's got it good and he knows it. I've tried getting on the couch with him and talking to him up close about the situation. Hours later I wake up, no workout done! He suckered me in again.

(sigh) If I had fur hiding all my fat rolls, I think I'd do the same thing...

Copyright © Britta Wilson
February 16, 2003