Sammy, being the part herding dog that he is, always has to be touching those that he loves.
It is usually me, getting dog hairs all over my legs or herding me down the stairs because he thinks I'm going to possibly give him something tasty to eat...
.his other breed is basset hound and boy can he eat!
In this case, the one he loves is Henry. Though I have no idea how Henry can breathe with his neck up against the bar like that. Either way they were both quite comfortable snoozing in the sun.