Sonny as Optimist

My 5 year old Golden Retriever Sonny is the definition of optimism. I was watching him sleep earlier, twitching, making baby noises, and then suddenly his tail started wagging, and it thumped so hard it woke him up, and he rose and trotted to find me sitting at the kitchen table, and laid his head on my lap for a scratch. He wakes wagging, sure it's going to be a great day of head-scratching and "good dogs." He never ever wakes up like me, bleary, first words of the day something like " oh fuck."