Ruby Tuesday – Flat Ruby

Ruby Sitting I

From my vantage point in the center of the kitchen, I can keep track of everything on my left . . .

Ruby Sitting II

And on my right. But this sitting up thing is way too much effort.

Flat 1

So, now, I am conserving maximum energy with my Flat Ruby approach.

Flat Ruby II

I can still keep track of everything on my left . . .

Flat Ruby III

And on my right, all while utilizing little energy resources.

Asleep Ruby

Oops. Might have my energy levels just a little too low now.

7 Comments

  1. Kari on December 5, 2012 at 5:09 pm

    Holding that head up is hard work

    Stop on by for a visit
    Kari
    http://dogisgodinreverse.com

  2. Ice 'n Ayla on December 5, 2012 at 2:38 am

    Ayla does the “flat out” thing, too, but it’s usually reserved for her “I’m being ignored, so I’ll ignore you, too” act.

  3. siku marie on December 5, 2012 at 1:00 am

    Don’t worry, if anything drops your keen Sibe sense of hearing will be on it in an instant…we have more than just sight, you know.

  4. Elmo & Mouse on December 4, 2012 at 10:56 am

    Ruby you are so sweet. You are always on guard to make sure the humans are doing what they are supposed to do.

    That is a hard job.

  5. Kimberly Parker on December 4, 2012 at 9:16 am

    What a cutie! Sitka does the “flat” thing all the time, but it’s Texas, so she does have to conserve her energy when it’s hot outside. 🙂

  6. houndstooth on December 4, 2012 at 8:42 am

    We all need to recharge once in while, Miss Ruby! lol

  7. Brinks and bella on December 4, 2012 at 4:22 am

    That looks mighty comfy there. We shall try this t once!

    Pibble sugars,
    Brinks and bella

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