Trapped

You know when dogs want stroking and they either stick their nose under your hand to lift it up, or paw your hand/arm.
Ziggy is just the same, but here he is holding my arm down so I can't take it away. Nothing to do with stroking, he'd been licking my arm as there must still have been negligible traces of blood from when I knocked my arm against a door frame.
I have a plaster on it, thought I'd washed my arm, but doggy sense of smell is a thousand times more powerful than ours.
I've noticed that I am of that age where your skin becomes like fragile tissue paper. I have to be careful not to bump or scrape it. Just an age thing I'm afraid and I suppose all those many years in very hot, sunny, climes didn't do it much good either.