Riley rarely gets to be on our bed. He's not able to jump up there by himself, so in order to get there, we have to lift him. And the only time we lift him up there is in the middle of a really bad thunderstorm.
Jake, on the other hand, can leap tall buildings. He thinks he owns the bed, so whenever I go into the bedroom, he jumps up there as casually as if it were his own.
Since Jake was up there and Riley was down on the ground, I felt sorry for him. I picked the poor puppy up and put him right beside his buddy just long enough for Daniel to take this photo with his iPhone.