Lately, Max has been very hyper in the evenings—to the point where I am beginning to wonder if he has a manic condition. He bounces around the apt; runs circles full-speed around the yard; and insists on ‘properly launching,’ as MJ put it, himself at me randomly while I relax on the couch.
Whether it’s the seasons changing, or the fact that he hasn’t been out as much, who knows. What I do know is it makes it difficult for sleeping so he inevitably ends up in his cage for the first portion of the night.
Last night I woke up about 3am and opened the cage for him to join me in bed. As I resumed sleeping position, I felt a gentle nudge against my side. I ignored him as to imply, ‘It’s sleeping time,’ and he did it again.
When I continued to pay him no mind, he tapped my hand with his paw. And again. And again.
Finally I rolled over and sat up to see what he wanted and he nudged the blanket draped across my stomach with his nose. I lifted it and he crawled under, crept as close to my body as he could and leaned across my legs. It’s his way of cuddling. He leans on you and slides off so he’s nestled up as close to you as humanly (doggily?) possible.
It was adooooorable. I don’t know if he was cold or just needed some snuggling but he knew how to get what he wanted.
How can anyone stay mad at the lil’ guy for being a maniac when he cuddles like that?