Truly. He is. I have stopped calling him "bulldog" because his new name is "beardog." He hibernates in the winter, I swear it. He sleeps till at least 10:30 or 11 a.m. every day.
I've been trying to get up at 7:30 when D wakes up and goes to work because otherwise I feel like I've just wasted a huge chunk of my day. But today, Marshall snuggled up right next to me and I thought, "I'll just stay in bed until he wakes up." I had some weird dreams (which I don't remember right now) and finally dragged myself out of bed at 9:50 a.m.
Marshall still didn't get up until about 10:30, at which point he followed me around the house, whining at me. I swear he was saying, "Let's go back to bed. C'mon. C'mon!"
Bad influence.
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