You big-dog owners know something I don’t. Are you telling me there is an ottoman, at all times, just waiting for your tired footsies? I asked all kinds of silly questions: is he OK? Are you sure? It seemed like he was happy, but…
Yeah, he was snoring bigtime eventually and his mom and dad said this was his favorite thing to happen all day. And that includes simply having us visitors come over and drop food under the table.
By contrast, I have a smaller snoring dog sitting with me on the upper deck.
This was probably also my favorite thing to happen that day.