He's a Love Hound

I've spoiled my dog ever since he was a little puppy. I've always bathed him with lots of love and affection. I spend countless hours playing with him, petting him and brushing his fur. And in my family, he's the center of attention. Now, mind you things haven't changed in the least bit, but he's started to develop a new habit. When I sit at my computer, typing away at my blog or surfing the internet, he gets a bit frustrated and annoyed. I pet him a little while, then my hand falls away to type something on my keyboard. So, he takes things into his own hands. He's developed the habit of brushing himself with the sleeves of a heavy winter jacket that rests on the back of a chair. He cleverly sneaks up underneath the jacket and walks back and forth swinging his hips to get the full effect. When the journey beneath the layers of fabric ends, he's left with one armsleeve resting on his body as though a human hand were patting his back. It's absolutely hilarious and being the shameless and innocent creature he is, he's unphazed by my laughter. Gotta love dogs!