Hi!
So...'Gustus learned the word "pet" awhile ago, along with "gentle." Up until last night, mostly this was in the context of me trying to pet him while he ran around with youthful energy.
But last night, Gus figured out how to "demand" petting. 8O We usually play on the bed together - he has his own pillow and pillowcase that he can chew without getting in trouble.
Well, he THREW his body down in front of me, got comfortable, stretched out, and then looked at me, as if to say, "Well????" I must have pet him for over an hour last night.
Tonight, he did the same thing, in the same place, but he wanted a LOT more petting! When all was said and done, I pet him for 2 1/2 hours.
Now, don't get me wrong. I love Gus, and I love to pet him, and I am so glad that he is affectionate, and enjoys being massaged. It's a pleasure for me.
But, unlike Mr. Shut My Eyes And Enjoy The Bodyrub, I need breaks sometimes...to take a sip of soda, or maybe to use the restroom.
And if I try to take a break, he gives me "those eyes." You know the ones. "Why are you leaving, Mommy? I thought you loved me! Won't you pet me?" I'm a sucker for those gorgeous eyes, and I hate interrupting a good pet, so usually, I just give him his way.
Anybody else have this going on?
I guess the "up" side of this is that I'm a freelance artist, and can arrange my schedule to pet him for as long as he wants...
So...'Gustus learned the word "pet" awhile ago, along with "gentle." Up until last night, mostly this was in the context of me trying to pet him while he ran around with youthful energy.
But last night, Gus figured out how to "demand" petting. 8O We usually play on the bed together - he has his own pillow and pillowcase that he can chew without getting in trouble.
Well, he THREW his body down in front of me, got comfortable, stretched out, and then looked at me, as if to say, "Well????" I must have pet him for over an hour last night.
Tonight, he did the same thing, in the same place, but he wanted a LOT more petting! When all was said and done, I pet him for 2 1/2 hours.
Now, don't get me wrong. I love Gus, and I love to pet him, and I am so glad that he is affectionate, and enjoys being massaged. It's a pleasure for me.
But, unlike Mr. Shut My Eyes And Enjoy The Bodyrub, I need breaks sometimes...to take a sip of soda, or maybe to use the restroom.
And if I try to take a break, he gives me "those eyes." You know the ones. "Why are you leaving, Mommy? I thought you loved me! Won't you pet me?" I'm a sucker for those gorgeous eyes, and I hate interrupting a good pet, so usually, I just give him his way.
Anybody else have this going on?
I guess the "up" side of this is that I'm a freelance artist, and can arrange my schedule to pet him for as long as he wants...
