Pooches, it was a sad sight this morning. When my manservant arose he clearly was feeling the results of a yard work marathon yesterday. After copious amounts of coffee were consumed it was off to the Davenport to plop down. He declared it to be a rest, relaxation and recovery Tuesday.
Groaning all the while, my manservant remained there until it was time to welcome the gentlemen who where bringing my new mattress. After a flurry of activity, the new mattress was in place and we all plopped down again on the Davenport.
That is where we spent the morning, listening to the groaning of my manservant at his aches and pains. Starlight and I had already concluded that there was to be no excursion today and we were right.
Little activity occurred in the pack today except for listening to the moaning and groaning. Starlight headed out this evening with my womanservant to her class she teaches for puppies. Apparently it is a BIG night for the class because it includes graduation.
Perhaps tomorrow, pooches, my manservant will have recovered and we can resume our normal excursions.