Also wanted to add: Abrams must be touching at least some part of me at all times. (Or what feels like at all times.)
If I am sitting on the couch and he wants to chew on a toy/bone, he has to do so in my lap (or standing on the floor, with his head on my lap). When I work out and lay down on the floor to do crunches, he must come and lay down almost on top of me. (I'm none to pleased.) And now, as I sat back down at the computer, he came and laid down...on my foot.
Dumb dog.