On the weekend I had nothing to do, just sit on the couch. So dad and mum said, "You can clean up the house." But I said "No!" Like a mad monster eating dinner that didn't want it's dinner.
Dad decided to play with the dog and I thought that was a good idea. So out I went, got the ball and then gave it a good throw. Then she pounced into action and back.
So I did that for a while until I got bored. I told Mum I was bored and she said "Go away, I'm busy." So I stay on the couch.
Two hours later I'm still on the couch doing nothing.