Lazy sunday afternoon

I actually woke up ay 7 am today and it being a sunday, didnt know what to do next. Winkie, being the quintessential early bird went into a frenzy licking my face or the pillow, couldnt tell which. Was about to kick her in the butt when I realized that it had been ages since I took her for her "daily" morning walk. That prompted me to leave my bed and with a silent promise to return sometime in the afternoon, clapped on Winkie's leash, hollered for my cousin sister and the three of us took off. Since my idiotic pup had chewed off 1/4th of the new leather leash, two of us took turns to hang on for dear life as Winkie went panting & gasping after cats, stray dogs and equally moronic children who know nothing better to run away screaming when they spot the apparently monstrous 6 month dog.

I had a blast fending off questions from scared passerbys.

"Does it bite???"

Ans: "Well, sometimes... not all the time..."

(hurried exit, passing as far away from Winks as possible)

After the walk, we headed towards the small river besides my place. Winkie jumped right in and swam around deliriously happy with the outing. Now I cant swim for my life, so my cuz went in & did a few laps, while Winkie tried to ride on her back. The water was awesome. I enjoyed being in the river neck-deep while my cuz & my dog tried to drown me by suggesting I try to swim.

We got back home, had brunch and now Winkie Poo is dozing right next to me while I have a nice book lined up to read. Lazy sunday afternoons certainly dont get any better than this!