Frito liked to rest in his bed. But especially so when Mom would get down on the floor and join him.
In the sun. For a good petting.
Such a lucky boy. And such a privilege for his family.
A tradition started long ago when Alli went on travel and was missing her dog, Frito. I would e-mail her a picture a day. Now we have a blog to share with each other, and the world. Hope you find them interesting. By the way ... does your dog have a blog?