Non-dog people should understand that the term “lap dog” is in no way hyperbolous. Hyperbolic? Exaggeratous? Uh, anyway. Lap dogs want to be in your lap. When Abby is home, they want to be in Abby’s lap, since she is softer and warmer, and they feel most at home there. In the cold months, Abby uses a heated throw, and her lap is like a spa to them.
When no one is here, they often prefer to sit in the sunshine.
Last night after we went out to dinner, Abby went to bed early, taking Sierra the Chihuahua with her and closing the bedroom door, so Max the Chihuahua did one of his favorite tricks, sneaking between my legs and then stealthily leaping into my lap, like I won’t notice there’s suddenly a dog weighing down my Special Area. Sometimes if he’s feeling playful, he’ll put his front paws on my chest and try to lick my nose. It’s a little game we play. I say, “I don’t want a kiss,” and he gives me one anyway.
I wasn’t a pet person at all until I got married, but now, after some years of having these dogs (and the goats, of course), I am a dog person. We love our dogs, even if we don’t want a kiss.