I am a lazy dog
When I come up the stairs to my front door, I often hear Percy scrambling away. She has developed a sweet habit of waiting for me on my bed because she knows she can get a belly rub. Apparently this afternoon that would have been too much activity. Instead, I walked in to find her on her chair (yes, she has a chair). She pushed herself up and somehow found a way to present belly to me for a rub.
