Buddy (top) and Jasper (bottom). Buddy is the bigger and more playful. Jasper is smaller and, when he's somewhere he shouldn't be--like on our bed--and I tell him to get off, he rolls onto his back, thumps his tail, and gazes upside-down at me with those big brown eyes that say, "But I'm so cute!" At that point, I feel as if I would do anything for him.
Just don't tell Mr. Lucky. He might try it and next thing you know, I'll be up on the roof clearing sludge out of the gutters while he's inside watching the football game in peace--or at least as much as the dogs and Baby Bear will allow.