I saw another old friend recently, Winston the Great Dane. He greeted me at the door with a barrage of big barks until he realized that he knew me. Treat Lady is in the house, and she brought goodies!

While I sat on the steps and chatted with his people, Winston set about looking for a comfortable place to enjoy his new toys. He tried the couch, but it was too far away. He tried the floor, but it was too uncomfortable.

After much searching he finally found the perfect resting place. It was close to the action, comfy, and definitely kept me within his line of sight. What this 175-pound dog didn’t realize was that my lap couldn’t quite support his weight.

I asked him to move when my knees began to give out. Thankfully, he didn’t take it personally.