When we come home, we get the most exhausted dog on the planet. We can say his normal trigger phrases like "who's here?" "where's Karma?" or "wanna go outside?" and we get....nothin' outta him. His eyelids struggle to stay open when we call his name and he lays completely motionless (except for the light wagging of his tail).
But it's true of humans too, that when we come home from a long weekend, we don't want to really do anything. Leo just doesn't get anything out of a beer and season one of Breaking Bad like we do.
There are many parts of pet owning that I like (and many others that I don't like), but watching Leo sleep is one of my favorites. We love our sleepy boy.
In the archives of Project Simple Life:
August 2012: what I like about Leo
October 2011: Leo. (The day we got him.)