Apparently I have set a level of expectation, and Roz was unwilling to go out for her morning constitutional until I was awake, in case another morning of steps was in order.
Decided my legs and back needed a day to recoup from the sudden uptick in physical activity, so just a half pot of coffee and a doink as I get ready for the day in the luxury of air conditioning.
The Sacred Capybara wishes the least amount of fucks upon your day.