My dog who thinks he's a cat

Oh how I love my puppy. He's the best form of relaxation after a long day at work. His cuddles and his desire to play fetch constantly with his own puppy make me smile. Sometimes I think he's a tad bit confused regarding his species. At times I find him running across the back of the couch. Other times, when playing fetch, watching him pounce is pretty cute too. But last night took the cake. I was vaguely aware of him walking across the bed along my body. It seemed he was checking out what I had sitting on my nightstand. But then, as I drifted back to sleep, he decided it was time to lay down. So he sat. On my face. And I sat up sputtering and tasting puppy fur butt.

Oh how I love him.