The only thing that interrupts his slumber....The extreme hate he has on for our mailman. At the first hint of movement through the mail slot Tater channels the Tasmanian devil and is at the door shredding the mail...I usually make it to the door before too much damage is done. I find a couple of teeth marks through the hydro bill kind of amusing :)
But yesterday my wonder dog has started a whole new level in his mail phobia. He laid down on the mail and wouldn't let me touch it for at least ten minutes. Growling, teeth, the works. After that he was back on the couch asleep in seconds.
Yup, he's our lazy, neurotic, wonder dog, in other words he fits right in :)