He's not used to being hugged. He stretches out on the lawn, and rolls onto his side so he can look at her, eyes half lidded. Lazy.
"S'fine. You didn't know. All these stupid people always comin' up and tryin' to pet me like some baby animal. And most of em sneakin' up on me." With the other half of people treating him like trash because he's a 'furry' whatever that is.
He huffs and lays his head back down. At least he's being friendly.