There's just enough space on the TV stand for his chubby butt to sit and help us watch. He loves shoving his face in the way if we're captured by our tiny light boxes, we don't need those anyway, we have a kitty. The big light box is too large to push over so he decides to get in on the action so we're appropriately paying attention to him too!
I got my hand shredded over the weekend. Our other labrador, Bella, had gotten out to go roam and find her "daddy" my stepson. He was in from working out of state. We look for her most of the day and of course once everyone is at their wits end she comes ambling into the yard like nothing's wrong. She's now at his mother's house. She's been an escape nuisance for a long time so when he took her, he was told she will not come back to us. She's been shuffled around a bit in that past and it's just not good for her. Now my evenings outside are lonely...my Pepper dog is gone and so is she. Precious is great but it's a little different having a therapy session with a bouncy poofball rather than sleek, serious faced giant. Anywho, she was inside for a few minutes while they packed up her food and stuff. Thor is not a dog lover. At all. I was trying to gently maneuver him to the bathroom so he wouldn't go after her face, I made the mistake of touching him and he brutalized my right hand. But he went to his safe room, Bella went on her adventure and the neosporin has done it's job.
For your viewing pleasure, I give you: Double'0 Catnip in Thornderball