On the days that I trudge down to the basement to walk a mile and a half to nowhere Blue likes to join me. And I don’t mean he likes to join me in the workout…as I puff along, sweating, cramping, waiting for the commercials to go away so I can watch something half-way interesting…this is what he does:

It's a Dog's Life...

It's a Dog's Life...

It's a Dog's Life...

It's a Dog's Life...

Oh the life of a spoiled dog…