After our walk, Simi and Kizzy are napping. Loki too, but on our bed.
I’m looking at them thinking what angels, until I noticed the packet of soy sauce in Simi’s paws!
She found your lost condiment and was saving it to give to you. It’s the only explanation.
He’s a good dog. Never punctured the packet! (imagine the stain potential). He sometimes just likes to cuddle with something, like a slipper, comb, or soy sauce packet.
Why not the other pets? They’re probably warmer and more snuggleable.
They each have their own idiosyncrasies. Simi will cuddle with Kizzy, and Kizzy is cool with that. Loki doesn’t want close contact with Kizzy or Simi, preferring human contact.
Our African Grey, Rocco, spends lots of time with me and likes to be close to me, but if I tried to pet him he’d bite me. He only accepts petting from female humans.
So, IOW, just like you.
Heh, now I see it.
My first dog, Tasha:
That is a beautiful dog and photo!
Thanks, that was shortly before she unexpectedly crossed the “Rainbow Bridge.”
She was a sweetheart. I have a great picture of her with my dad, who was afraid of dogs. She wouldn’t leave him alone, and practically crawled into his lap to be petted. He laughed and said “this dog is too much!”
A couple of pictures of Goo that I took last week.
Tasha looks eerily wise.
One of Vash’s kitten pictures, with his flame point coloring just starting to develop:
He looks exactly like my Duke!
He looks like such a sweet, innocent lil kitteh who would never, EVER get into anything he wasn’t supposed to.
She. 
Yeah, he does look like that… 
Bob has definitely claimed the chaise portion of the new couch. He prefers his chewies where he can pick and choose from them and keeping them near the dog bed just won’t do. I swear this is not posed, that’s his collection and his preferred relaxation technique.
(if you look closely, he’s got another bone under his jowls)
Guardian of our galaxy, Simi.
I wish I could nap like a dog.
