Paxil has been acting a little out of sorts this weekend. She didn't want to come for a run on Saturday. She would have spent all day, every day laying on her bed by the woodstove if she could have. I had to make her go outside just so she wouldn't pee on the floor! Yesterday, I decided some fresh air would do her good so I took her for a walk. I practically had to drag her to the gate, but then I let her off leash and learned something new about Paxil:
She's a big FAKER!!
Sick? Mom, what are you talking about? I'm fine.
She may be six years older than Chum, but she can still keep up with him!
Getting the zoomies down on the lake ice!
Way too happy! She deserves an academy award for the performance she put on!
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