And Preston and I just live in it. I am sure this is his mindset. He uses his striking good looks to somehow get anything and everything he wants…
Like last night, when Sebastian got 5/6 of our King size bed. Seriously, is half of this huge bed not enough for you dog?! Preston had the smallest sliver and me? Oh I slept on top of Preston with my feet dangling off the side of the bed. Seriously.
Or there is the fact that every evening, when I get home from work, Sebastian has me trained to open the sliding patio door exactly a foot so that he can have his head rest on the deck, while the rest of his body is inside on the tile, so he can watch the sunset and catch the breeze in his fur.
Or there was yesterday. I got new throw pillows (that I luurrvee) this week, so when Sebastian looked as if he wanted a space on the couch, I gathered them, put them on the corner of the couch and left him with lots of open space to choose a seat. But nope, he liked the idea of extra comfort, so he went to the corner and sat right on top. of. my. pillows.
Want the truth? Whenever he does any of these things, P and I laugh and then give him 10,000 kisses and tell him he is the cutest dog in the whole world. Seriously though, how could you ever get mad at a face like this…
Sweet, sweet Sebastian boy!
Such a stud muffin