[Quiet Man Cometh]

My sister's mastiff aren't allowed in the main house, but she spends all her time in the "dog room" and outside anyway so they're pretty much always together. They are love sucks though. You want in to see them and the three of them are right there, "pet me! I'm happy to see you! It's lonely in here!" I have a housecoat I put on called my "Mastiff shield" because one is caked in dog hair and spit within 30 seconds. They know they don't fit in your lap but they will put their head in your lap if you let them. I dont mind until the circulation in my legs starts to go. They have heads like bowling balls.