Jake does occasionally, and it's hilarious. Last night when I came home from work, we played for awhile and then he wanted to snuggle. It was a chilly night and he was shivering a little, so I put his pj's on. He promptly took them off and started chewing on them. I took them away, and he tried to get them back. I put them where he couldn't reach them, and he started digging with his front paws and kicking up his back ones...kinda like the way a 2-year-old child throws a fit and stomps his feet. Then, he gave me a dirty look and walked away. I thought he went into the bedroom to tell daddy on me
but then he came back with a piece of toilet paper and strutted (not walked, but strutted) right up to me and looked me right in the eye as if to say, "yeah so whatcha gonna do now, mom?"
Everyone says he's not really a dog....he's a little toddler trapped in a dog's body.
He provides me with endless entertainment.
