Can you see me okay?

LOVE ME then.- Samson

Sam looked sad so I am here to keep him company....

Plus there was no more room on the couch so stop fussing. So our butts touch. Me likes.- Buddy

Not friends just yet, but trying hard.

Mom, what IS that on my couch?  A small black and white boxer?- Sam

This is close as I am getting, not sure I want to be friends yet with "Buddy". He is not my Buddy.  -Sam

Ok. We are sitting together now. Is this close enough. Do I have to play with him?- Sam

Smell my butt if you like me.- Buddy

Pouter

Everyone else is outside playing and having fun. I must have gotten locked in because I am a bad boy.- Sam

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I am sexy and I know it.....

Come hither, ladies.....
-Sam

Because I can....

-Sam

Shhhh, I am meditating.....

-Your dog Sam.

Sam on the love attack all day-

Watching a movie with company and Sam comes over the back of the chair to "attack" for some kisses.

Here he greets company by knocking her down in the corner and assaulting her with boxer kisses.  He thinks EVERYONE loves them. "Why wouldn't they momma? I am handsome and I give good love. Slobber love."

And boating really makes him horny. He kisses anyone that sits on the seats, as often as possible.  He is insatiable.

Heck, no. Not climbing that thing. What IS it?

Well, being a good parent- I got Maisy Moo a ramp for the couch and to get in the truck.  It absolutely terrified her when I unfolded the contraption.  There is sits in the living room and all the dogs are afraid to go in there and they are wondering why the dark beast has taken over part of their couch.  I am so glad I could help.

Sychronized "couching"....

Sam and Maisy are snoring - relaxing and breathing in unison.  One turns, the other does. They told me that is "love".

Sam wants his bed back...

I think the expression tells the story, one of horrible abuse.  On dog laundry day, Sam always climbs on my uncovered couch and lays across the uncovered doggie bed, all sad that I do not have things made up for him.

He looks at me as if to say "What is taking so long. This bed is rough without the cover. Why must I suffer so?"