We wanted lapdogs . . . well, I got one anyway. Chester isn’t laying on me so much these days, actually. I think he doesn’t like the warmth (but he’ll go outside & bake himself outside, go figure).

However, somehow my office chair is just a magnet. He’ll still lay on my lap for the longest time (most days) when I’m at the computer.

Lola doesn’t lay on us so much. She’ll hop into our laps, but she rarely stays there for long. But then Lola rarely stays still for long. Which isn’t really true, because she has come to appreciate naps now. She’s even gained some more weight finally — she’s good, as long as she doesn’t gain anymore.

Above is one of Chester’s favorite positions: he uses my left arm as his pillow, which of course drags down my entire body so that I look like Quasimodo. But hey, he’s comfortable.

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