When Beefeater was living with his previous owner he was so fat and lazy, it was sad to see. Even the first day or two we had him he was kind of logy, as if he had been drugged. Who knows what was going on in that house with that cruel madwoman.
Now he is still fat, because even a dog can’t lose weight without some proper diet and exercise, but he is back to his old self, eager to play and just eat a tiny bit. He might even enjoy a diet pill ground up in his diet dog food from time to time.
This morning I found him ready and waiting for me to take him for a nice long run when I got up. I thought he might be a doggy genius (like Merlin) but it turns out that I had left the leash on after our late evening run yesterday. Oops!
I think I might make a video of him with that Sarah McLaughlin song and send it around to all of our neighbors.
When I describe someone as a lazy animal I am not referring to the dog.