IO
IO seems very wise to me here, and indeed, she is. This is classic IO: she loves to relax. In the mornings, she is the last to get up, as though she needs to adjust to the idea of waking up. Instead of going outside right away she hangs out with me while I eat breakfast, and while I also adjust to the idea of being awake. She is a dog after my own heart! In the summer, relaxing means laying in the grass, soaking up the sun.