Thursday, December 2, 2010

He Doesn't Understand...

...what people mean when they say he's too big to be a lap dog.

It starts with the his giant dog head on your knee when you sit down. And then his front paws slowly inch up until his upper body is resting comfortably in your lap. After a few seconds, when he realizes you aren't going to make him get down (because really, do you have no soul?), he quickly pulls his back legs up and snuggles in for a little dog sleep. Nevermind that weighs nearly sixty pounds.

At first, I thought it was because Mandy and Matt were here with Mitch and Riley for the holiday, and with all the hustle and bustle, he just wanted some extra attention:

But, no. Fletcher has just decided if needs to get some rest, the best place to do so is in someone's lap. Preferably mine. See Exhibit A: morning work time at the house. I'm not even going to pretend like this bothers me:

As you can see, I go all out with the professional attire when working from home.

I hope you are having a lovely week and snuggling up in this chilly weather. Check back later for a recipe that you will love - it's like the pasta version of everyone's favorite breakfast sandwich.

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