My dog loves to be picked up and carried around. I know it doesn’t look like it in the picture; trust me, he loves being picked up. He just hates to have his picture taken.

This is great because my daughter loves to carry him around, so it’s a symbiotic relationship. I remember the fox terrier I had growing up absolutely hated to be carried around, so I tell my daughter all the time how lucky she is to have a dog that actually likes to be carried around.

But this is why I’m glad I have a small dog- if I had a big dog, she’d probably want to ride it around like an elephant all the time.