Relative Something

Weighing in at somewhere between 75-80 pounds, we don’t think of Asher as a lap dog. Especially, because he shows little interest in climbing up to sit on our laps. However, he seems to feel differently when he finds visitors sitting down.

Our kids stopped by on Sunday and Asher climbed up to sit on Julian.

Since that doesn’t happen very often, we captured the novel moment with a photo. It was just so cute. Little did we know, it would get even more photo-worthy.

I hadn’t been paying attention until Julian mentioned his legs were starting to fall asleep.

Asher was out cold, sprawled across the arm of the chair and Julian’s legs. Cyndie has tried many times without success to entice Asher to lie down by her to share his warmth. Silly dog.

Speaking of silly, I gave Asher full freedom to dig for something that was really captivating his nose. I’m glad there weren’t any buried cables in the vicinity. He chewed through roots and dug, and dug.

I wish I knew what he was smelling that interested him so much. Ultimately, he came up with nothing but dirt.

All that digging appeared to tire him out but still, he showed no interest in resting on our laps when we got back inside.

Maybe we should refer to him as being a selective lap dog.

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