Pig fancies himself a lap dog. He always has and I am sure he always will.
Too bad he is 70 pounds!
One beautiful night early this spring I was enjoying my new hammock when the bulldog wandered over to say hi.
I scratched his head and jokingly said "Oh, big guy, come up here!"
I was certain he would be to afraid of the holey fabric and swinging to even try.
I was wrong. Completely wrong.
Then next thing I know he is climbing up and ignoring all of my attempts to stop him.
And then this happened.
Oh man. I love you but come on!
All right. You are a handsome dog. I guess you can stay for a few minutes.
But would you please just do me one favor? Please stop breathing on me!