I fail to see why this photo of me relaxing after a long walk, a very long one, almost a trek, is a subject of such amusement to my Auntie Barb in Oregon and my DogMom here in Maryland. I needed to get off my paws.

I take 22 steps (though I can't count, but it's a lot) for every step my DogMom takes, because there is a lot to see and sniff. We get back, I drink water, I relax in my preferred position.

Sophie likes to curl up on DogMom's feet, as you can see the from the photo taken from her lap.

What? What's so funny?

Rupert