What a lovely day today!

On Mondays my mum usually leaves home at about 9 o’ clock and goes to work by train (not on her bike, of course), but she is off today.

After lunch, she let me go into the garden. I’m now taking a siesta in the sun (on a leash, of course). 
I’m really lucky today, aren’t I? 

“Mum, you know something?” says Sleepyhead.

“No, what?”

“Er . . . nothing. Mm. What a lovely day today!”

“It is, isn’t it?”

“Yeahhhhh . . . Zzzzzz . . . ”