How's a dog to pass a cold, rainy day?
By helping his boy with school work, of course.
Unless he's studying something boring like poetry, in which case naps are in order.
Really, if Robert Frost had wanted the canine audience, he should have written this:
I see a tree.
On that tree I pee.
I romp and play;
I play all day,
Until I see a tree.
Happy Thorsday, everyone!