All the women who are independent - throw your hands up at me

Okay, so it'd be Ender throwing his paw up at me right now.

Ender is what we would call "independent." As the dog walker gently broke to us, we might as well be a tree based on the attention he pays to us. Wait, on second thought, the tree in front of our place probably gets more action from Ender than we do.

Ender does not like to cuddle. He does, however, like to lay on the couch and in the bed. So he will tolerate you being on it at the same time. But when he comes up, rest assured that he will be picking the spot farthest away from you. Except on the bed. When he's on the bed, he's cursing the bf for only having a full sized bed.

The quickest way to get him off the couch or bed is to snuggle with him until he absolutely cannot stand it anymore. Then he just slinks off to his own bed for some peace. As any good doggy parent would do, we occasionally force what we call "family time" on him. I don't think he's gotten the memo yet, but if he's going to be part of this family, then he better get use to having someone all up in his biz-naz.

Barksdale on the other hand is a cuddling machine.