It's All Relative

My uncle arrived today. He hadn't been here in several years which means it was pre-Tug. He's a Jack Russell man, himself, and was already missing his girl Rose when I got home a while ago.

He and Tug got along like a house on fire, of course. What is it about "dog people" that dogs just seem to know them on sight? I'm really a cat person and I've always gotten positive reactions from cats right off.

Well, Tug spent a few hours wound up but did end up sitting quietly in my uncle's lap- or so my uncle told me. Mama supplied the detail that the Lick Monster was licking him the whole time he was "sitting quietly" in his lap. I think my uncle and I use different dictionaries...