Mostly he's shouting MEH!! at the top of his lungs while playing with the vacuum cleaner hose as he cleans the floor and vacuums his "amimals". I think the cow has had enough though and frankly, so have I. So as soon as the morning chill lifted, I booted him out where he is now riding his "moto" and generally getting into messes outside.
Here's my favorite recent pic of G-Funk riding his bike. Why do we adults feel the need to change out of pajamas every day?
