It is his fault.
I haven't been getting up early enough to run before work. It is his fault. Look at how cozy and cute and warm and snuggly he is. Could you really get out of bed in the cold dark to run on a treadmill in the basement when you have a warm, snuggly buddy 'nuggled up next to you?
I think not.
I rest my case.
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