The other night, a large dog rested his entire face – snout, tongue and all – on top of my entire face.
The dog's motivations were unclear. Perhaps he was sleepy and my face struck him as an appropriate place to settle for several restful moments. Maybe it was that he wanted to get close to his owner who was lying next to me, though really, he could have then just climbed on top of him. Could have been he was trying to smother me while appearing to look innocent. Who knows what made this gorgeous furry animal do what he did? But it was so odd and so hilarious an action that I laughed the entire time – and each time I took an intake of breath, I felt the air from his nostrils fan across my face and through my hair.
I love dogs.
I only love people who also love dogs.