Typhoon my last dog, not the boss's puppy who picked me over her, was a 160# Malamute, Shepherd, and wolf mix who thought he was a lap dog. I'd be sitting in the recliner and he would start looking at me, next thing his head was on my lap then his front half, and then suddenly he was curled up on my lap and content. It got to the point that the instant he started looking at me, I'd pay my chest and he would just climb up with me and curl up.