Waz Up?

DM has become a plodding, pot bellied mutt, just days to go until her offspring arrive. Gone is the galloping, jumping, rolling bright eyed girl, just a bit heavy, slow, sleepy and bemused.
So I took her for a walk and a chat today, broke the news, man to dog. 
She's now ready to go, apprehensive but.....whatever ("whatever" - since when has that been an permissible interjection - young pup!?, whatever, shakes his head)

We then listened to some tunes, she liked U2's All Along the Watchtower, so I introduced her to the ultimate cover Jimi. Whatever