Walter’s Two Beds by The Pioneer Woman

I thought you would enjoy seeing what ol’ Walter has been up to! You’re looking at it. Ha.

But in all seriousness, you’re looking at it. Walter is not a fan of winter, and if you add in his age and a Basset Hound’s innate fondness for napping, you wind up with a dog that is more Koala Bear than canine. If I didn’t interrupt him or push him to get more activity, he would sleep 22 hours a day, no question. He is perfectly content with this, his favorite activity. It doesn’t hurt that he has two—count ’em two—exceedingly comfortable beds in the house. The memory foam version you see above…

 
And this velvet-esque sofa in the mud room. He switches from bed to bed, just to give himself a change of pace and to ensure his life remains varied and exciting. Unpredictable Walter! Always changing things up.

Really, I have to say that despite his desire to sleep the days away, Walter is actually doing great. As I mentioned, I have to be proactive about getting him up, around, and out a few times a day because his weight had really ballooned in recent months and I, I mean he, needs to watch his waistline. Over the past months, I, I mean he, has actually slimmed down a bit, so I’m encouraged that we, I mean he, will be back to our, I mean his, fighting weight come springtime.

Walter is a sweet boy. He loves nothing more than being home, being loved on, and smelling like stale Fritos. Ladd loves him, as he is the last remaining dog that reminds us of a time when the kids were little, and we make sure to show him how much we cherish him.

The ol’ Frito head.