Hannah and Dante are opposite ends of a spectrum. In fact, if they were people I might say they had some kind of… disorder.
Hannah doesn’t like to be touched, except by specific people, and then often in limited quantities. She is a great dog, except I can’t snuggle up to her and pet her. Sometimes, she both wants and doesn’t want to be touched, such as when somebody is smacking her butt. She likes to have her face scratched when I come home but that’s enough, thank you. And I’ll admit for honesty’s sake that I’m not one of her favored touching people; noooo, I only feed her and play with her and let her go outside but it’s the long-lost pack members she loves to cuddle with.
Dante, on the other hand, really likes to be touched. It’s been hard teaching him ‘Move’ as a command because while Hannah got the message after being pushed aside a few times, Dante’s all, ‘ooh touching touch me more yes please’. Even pushing him aside roughly brings him back for more. He loves to stick his head wherever my hands are, meddling with whatever I’m trying to do, whether that’s typing or digging through laundry for some clean socks. He’s far more underfoot than Hannah because hey! accidentally being kicked means he was TOUCHED.
When they’re dozing on the floor, they’ll slowly move in little circles, as Dante scooches closer to Hannah and Hannah wriggles away.
Excuse me, Dante’s found me. His tongue is dangerous on a keyboard!