Every morning when I wake up, Lily and I have our moment when I rub her belly and ask “Who’s the best doggy, who’s the best doggy, who’s the best doggy” until she gets all wound up. Here she is half way through the process rubbing her nose with her paws (saying “I AM! I AM!), before scampering all over the bed and then jumping off and getting the zooms:
And here she is, jumping up on my lap, getting all up in my grill to let me know she is tired of being ignored in favor of the moving pictures:
How can you resist that?
I swear to god that dog’s face melts hearts.