i enjoyed so many lazy bones days. in my younger days i would start with a 7am run, then breakie, and then cruise to the office and hangout as the ceo chilling on my beanbag - staff would come and pat me and give me snacks (or i would steal them out of bins and off desks). sometimes i would use my paw-pad to surf, and occasionally i would go for a walk and check out the wellywood bitches down in oriental bay.