Sundays are days of rest. They are, thus, often nice. There are Sundays, however, that grov too boring, Sundays where too little happens. This Sunday was such a Sunday.
There can actually be too much time to rest. Dogs generally like to rest, and I am a typical dog in this respect. However, too much of the good stuff is just that: too much. I wish we could have done a little more things today.
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