Jini, my hairless Chinese Crested , and I have a bedtime routine.  I turn off the TV, Jini runs and dives on the bed, rolls over on her back with all 4 feet in the air, and waits for me to rub her belly until she goes to sleep.  Homer has observed this ritual quite intensely each night.  Last night, I turned off the TV, Jini ran to the bed while I placed Homer on the bed before stepping into the bathroom for a moment.  When I came out, there they lay, side by side, both on their backs, 8 little feet in the air, waiting for tummy rubs.  Why do I feel more like a personal masseuse than the leader of the pack?