Phase One: He walks over and rests his head on your lap, sighs deeply, and looks up at you with those big brown eyes rimmed with those sweet white eyelashes. At this point you have two options; Option one is to ignore him entirely. If you do this and don't make a sound or movement of any kind, he may move on. This is unlikely. What is more likely, is that you'll move, or glance at him, or sigh, or talk and he'll take this as an indication to move on to Phase Two.
Phase Two: He will turn his head away for a moment, and nonchalantly put one paw on your lap. He'll act like it's no big deal and won't make eye contact. The second paw will join the first. Once you've reached Phase Two, there is no denying Phase Three. In the words of Nolan, "It's happening!"
Phase Three: Fifty five pounds of bony, spotted dog/clown are now on top of you, frantically trying to get closer. As if sitting on your lap is not close enough, he now feels that he must nuzzle into your neck. I blame Eric for this, because on Miles' first night home, he spent the night cradled in Eric's neck. Miles has since made it his life's greatest goal to recreate this feeling. It is not mutual.
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| Lemur pose! |
I know we rag on our faithful buddy sometimes, but the truth is that we love him and life would certainly less interesting without this clownish goofball making us laugh every day!
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