Today’s #wonderbreak [Want to learn more or join in?] celebrates the joy of petting a dog. Our beagle, Jack, is kind of barrel-chested. His ribs rise and fall excessively (it seems) when he is sleeping or very relaxed. I couldn’t get a pic that would work of him actually on my lap, but he was happy to pose while I wrote this poem. And it really should be A Dog ON My Lap. Oh well.