Stig and I stayed up a little too late to watch the Chicago Cubs win, so Stig wasn't anxious to get out of his wooly blankets on my bed....well... neither was I, but I was awake, so got up anyway!
But he started moving, and yawning.
After John got home from work the other evening and got settled in his chair, Stig did this.
When Stig didn't get an immediate invitation into the chair, Stig gave him the puppy look.
Stig was successful.