Andy and I sit on opposite ends of the couch. That’s what happens when each end is a Lazy Boy chair. Between us is room for one big black Lab.
Gypsy decides she wants to join us. She squeezes in between me and Gus, curls up and uses his back as a pillow. Gus edges toward Andy, panting, yawning.
We encourage the sudden and unusual intimacy. I, with my Mac, take a photobooth shot of the miracle.
Gus tries to relax, he really does.
After a few minutes, he can’t take it any longer. He slinks away to a safe spot on the floor.