Lazing in the sunny front garden.
Our hero decides to eat some grass...and then not enjoy it much:
Of course, then he ate some more and acted like he enjoyed it, more or less.
Here he expresses what I call "hesitant joy" at the idea of going for a walk. As you know, he doesn't like going for walks, yet when I put the leash on and get out the car keys, he gets momentarily excited -- mostly, I suspect, at the idea of going wherever I go -- but at the same time, he's not too sure he really wants to if it involves any actual walking.
Here he is at the Fill, not walking.
And here he is back home, much happier, having returned to his favorite place in all the world -- the front window.