I overheard her talking very softly to him...."I wish you were MY little dog"
I don't think Buster finds me that easy to cuddle with. I get off of the couch too often, and when I'm sitting there, I always have some sort of needle in my hands....crocheting afghans, knitting socks or bunnies, or embroidering dishtowels. Jim has mentioned several times at how attached Buster has become to HIM. I keep reminding him that when the little pupper's kids come through that door to reclaim him....he's going to be on them like fleas on a hound dog!