Last night Amber decided she wanted to sit in my husband’s lap in the recliner.
My husband started to laugh as she put her front paws in the chair. She took that as definite encouragement for her idea and started to ooze up farther. My husband really started to laugh at that point because Amber, at 95 lbs, is NOT the typical size of a lap dog. Don’t tell HER that, though.
At that point, she just walked right up into his lap and made herself comfortable. My husband was extremely busy trying to protect what was on his tray table in front of his chair, plus his personal ‘parts’, while laughing helplessly.
I, being the helpful wife, went to get my camera. :0)
I got my payback this morning. Amber came and greeted me at the computer, hitting her tail against the file cabinet while smiling at me and licking my hands. I said, “Hi,” and the next thing I knew her front half was in the roll-around chair with me and the second half was trying to climb up.
My husband didn’t get the camera, but laughed his head off while I was trying not to get completely squashed or upended.
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