Cowards

It is so cold and wet out there and I am really struggling to find my bright light for exercise time.  Stella stomps her paw on the ground and demands to know if we are just a bunch of fair weather exercisers.  Are you cowards? she barks at us.  Yes, yes I exclaim enthusiastically trying to get into the mood and not understanding her point.  Meanwhile Austin is busy showing Monty his stomache and the fact that there is no fur on it.  He really does not think it is in his best interests to be out in this cold and wet weather especially since his special sweater is not finished yet.  Making another attempt and following Austin's train of thought, Stella exorts us to think about our stomaches and the positive results that exercise will have on them.  Daisy says that is no problem because she thinks about her stomache all the time usually not with exercise in mind though.  Finally succumbing to Stella's demands, we open the door to face the wet cold day.  A few minutes later with our noses pressed against the glass and watching Stella bounce up and down in the distant field, we wonder when she will notice that the cowards couldn't make it out the door.