Actually, this pose is not unusual for these guys. In this instance, Gustav had "hollowed out" a form-fitting depression in the beanbag and was sound asleep in this position. I left him alone for approximately fifteen minutes in the hope he would remain in this position - if undisturbed - while I went down the hall to get my camera. As I returned and raised the camera to frame the image, he cracked one eye open, but the pose and silly tooth-baring grin remained. What can I say; we've gone to the dogs!
