Just as your tasting your soup, you can hear the garage door opening and the ensuing chorus of barks from the dogs. After a minute or 2, you finally hear her enter the house. The barks turn into excited pants, and you can’t help but smile hearing her trying to get them to calm down and let her move further into the house.
She gets to the island, and drops her keys and bag in defeat. She slowly lets herself fall to the floor, partially trying to get off her feet and partially succumbing to the will of the dogs. They happily cuddle up into her, and you watch as they all settle down. She spends a few minutes on the floor, and she slowly starts to sink even further into the floor. You quickly move over to help her up, knowing if you don’t get her moving soon she’ll be out like a light.