
(Circle, circle , circle) oh, this spot's not right. Over here maybe. (Circle, circle, circle)(2X or 3X) ... No, something's not right. Oh here! Okay, this is good. (Circle, circle, circle)... okay, easy... and down...aaahhh!!
He has a dog pillow, his own dog-chair (old sofa chair, covered in dog hair), 18 various "favorite spots" and still...
So now I'm an old dog? My hips may not be shot yet, but my need for comfort matches his. It seems in my walk down this path that after I encounter a stretching, painful growth time, it is always followed by "the circle, circle, circle" period. How many spots will I try before I eventually flop down and lick my wounds??
How long will I stay down?
The great part about Lucky is that he follows his master from room to room. So after he has gone through this entire process, if I get up to leave the room, he's right there beside me, pain and all; a true friend, a real follower.