Here’s how Amy explains the above photo, taken the morning of July 20, 2011, to me:
Duke was ready to start his day. He started by crawling to the back of the bed, then crying at me and pawing at my face. When I pretended to still be asleep, he climbed over to you and onto your chest. Then, when you weren’t stirring, he got frustrated and decided to sit down… on your face.
You got up after that. He was a very smart dog.
(Also, my apologies for showing so much bare torso in a photo. I realize that’s a weird thing to share, but I like this picture too much to not share it, even if it features my dog’s butt on my face.)
