Worn out

Baxter and I went for a short run this morning (our normal walking loop) and he hung out while I worked from home until midmorning and then he went in the crate while I was at work. When I got home in the late afternoon, he and I went for a walk for 40 minutes or so and then he lay around a little but seemed a bit antsy. I took him out back and threw the flying disc toy (well, a couple) and he chased them and chewed them and played tug with me for good while until he was huffing and so I brought him in for some water. Now he is wandering about, laying on the tile and deciding whether to go hang in his crate or to find a bone to chew. It sounds like bone is going to win out. Now dinner wins. At least he is getting some energy expended.