I'll Only Come Out for Cuddles

Recently, I've been a bit under the weather. The day before yesterday, when I went to let Gizmo out of his crate and take him out to his play-yard, I really was feeling lousy. I kneeled down and opened the door, and Gizmo sat in the back, just looking at me.

I tried to coax him out, but he just whined at me and wouldn't move. I even said the words "Ball" and "Cookie" and he still wouldn't budge.

Finally, I sat down indian-style, and the next thing I knew, he was in my lap, kissing my face all over. It took me a moment to figure it out. Seems he's realized that if I'm kneeling when I open the door, it means I'm just going to hook the leash onto him and go. If I'm sitting down, it means cuddles are involved.

And if I wasn't feeling well, there was no way I was going to get away with not being cuddled.

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Picture Taken On: June 22, 2009