Daily Dose of Cute

So, the way the furniture in our living room is arranged, there's an opening between the ends of the chaise and the ottoman through which one has to walk to leave the room after being seated on the couch. And that opening is narrower than Dudley is long. Which means that at least once an evening, he positions himself so he blocks my path, trapping me in prime butt-scratchin' position.

And who can resist this face?

image of Dudley the Greyhound looking up over his shoulder at me

Not me! So I happily oblige him, giving his back haunches a good scratching, while he flops around happily, throws himself against my legs, grins over his shoulder at me, and rubs his face on the chaise. Until he is content. And then it's back to napping.


Video Description: Dudley rubs his face all over the chaise while I scratch his back. And then he walks around me in a circle, climbs up on the couch where I'd been sitting, and curls up to go to sleep.

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