Greeting

I don't think anyone would believe us so I've attempted to get some pictures to prove it. When J comes home from work, Fergus runs to the door to greet him. And, here's the ridiculous part, he stands up on his back feet with his front legs stretched up in exactly the way a two-year-old says "UP! UP!" to be picked up by Dad.

Then, he will climb up on J's shoulders or any where else he can get comfortable and the lick-fest begins!