Just a little after-breakfast snooze for Gray Bob, the semi-bobtail tux. I guess he's a pretty contented guy; I like the way he stands up at full height to beg for food from me. After all these years, he's almost tame... kind of. You wouldn't want to try to pet him, probably, but he's used to me - to the point that he will stand up at my feet to ask for food. And if I fail to notice him, he will tug at my pants leg to remind me that he's there.