Well, me being a Beagle implies on loads of energy, curiosity and some anxiety too. It's in the breed you know... we are old times fox hunters, we LOVE to run on open prairies, big packs, barking our lungs out, stretching our legs forward...
But living in a appartment doesn't give me much chance for all that blood rush...sigh
There's one thing though that I find relaxing and that's when my human pet does the dishes. I don't know, maybe it's the sound of the running water, the clicking of the china and silverware... it's pretty soothing so I feel like being by her side or sitting on the ground by the kitchen door, enchanted by the moment.
There are not many of those in this big city life to enjoy, isn't?
