View from the couch

In addition to unaccustomed golf-y activity last evening, I had also painted half of the garage, and pruned some shrubs. In other words, my old body is aching in a number of places this morning. I've migrated from my scratcher to the couch, but I'm being a bit of a bum at the moment. Won't last though; things to do, but for the moment, I'm enjoying the view of the dig's toy basket.