For all his chest-thumping bravado, Ridge is really just a big baby. :o)
This is his typical posture when we pet him: on his back, legs splayed, usually kicking his hind feet with excitement and vocalizing his pleasure with moans, groans and sighing.
He even hangs out on the recliner this way, though he doesn't often sleep this way.
Note: I hadn't even pet Ridge yet when I took this picture; I'd just approached him with the camera. Sweet, silly boy.
Gee, I wonder if he's comfortable?
'Til next time,
Joan (who's finally in the home stretch on this book manuscript! Now, it's back to work for me.)