My dog Oliver, whose first Adoption Day is approaching fast, continues to delight me with new and interesting traits he chooses to expose me to at random.
Last night, he curled up in a ball next to my head, with his butt in my face. Sleeping so soundly, I didn't have the heart to move the little fella. Well, needless to say I kept waking up to noises and smells that were not meant for this earth. Of course, he couldn't be bothered to apologize, so when I turned over he got up and repositioned himself so that his back lay against the length of my back - a reverse spooning, so to speak.
This act more than made up for his "rear assault" earlier in the evening. Forgiveness was granted.
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