My Papillon named Pappy, visiting my parents' house where he clearly gets a bit too comfortable... he was originally brought home by my dad nearly 8 years ago as a puppy while I was living away in another city in an on-campus residence (also how he got such a creative name, by my pothead little brother). When I moved back in with them for a little while about a year later, he (we) got very attached, and he just sorta became MY dog from then on, actually living with me now. He is very badly in need of a good haircut/grooming in both of these photos.
This second one is included, despite all the blurriness, just to show how ridiculous his Dumbo (the elephant)-like ears are. Both photos were actually taken with my phone from above, behind a 2nd-story railing, especially since it's typically difficult to catch him chilling out so hard when up close.
Papillons are among the smartest dog breeds, which can make for a very fun and entertaining time... as long as he feels like it! The remarkable intelligence can also make him a pain in the ass when he disagrees about what he should be doing, and he is very aware that he can extort (at the very minimum) a treat from you any time you actually want something specific from him.
At around 22lbs he's actually freakishly large for the breed - most dog shows actually disqualify papillons exceeding the maximum breed standard of only 8 to 10lbs (and friends of my parents own his brother and litter-mate, who was virtually the same size as a puppy/juvenile, and yet indeed wound up at just around 10lbs). Despite their usual overall daintiness and fine bone structure, the breed is surprisingly very athletic and is fairly widely considered the most "agile" dog breed second only to the border collie, usually justifying the distinction in the so-called agility competitions. But with Pappy's added size and musculature, he seems particularly ridiculous in this regard, making him pretty much impossible to "catch" (by neither dogr nor human) unless he wants to be, a fact that he appears to keenly aware of and apparently only serves to magnify the "little-dog-who-thinks-it's-a-big-dog" complex that is so common in papillons and certain other small breeds.
All this adds up to what is essentially a furball with the intelligence of a little kid, but with less of a reason for listening to any authority you think you have, greater mobility and the physical ability to outrun and outmaneuver you, and thus a greater affinity and propensity for getting into trouble! And yet he is absolutely my best buddy and I wouldn't trade that for anything.
