Susanah is a total wild child! She has two speeds - wide open and sleep.
She refuses to hold still to be groomed. She fights like a wild tiger when I try to clean her ears. She jumps, bounces, and fights when I try to bathe her. I get wetter than she does! She runs through the house like a bat out of hell growling and tackling Josephine.
Her latest trick? Throwing herself against the sides of her stroller at night and then yelping like she is hurt so I'll get her out and check on her and stay away all night while she sleeps peacefully in my bed - which is where she wanted to sleep in the first place.
Now I would LOVE to have her sleep with me, but I am soooo paranoid about her falling/jumping off the bed and getting hurt.
She sleeps (well, she is supposed to sleep) in her stroller pulled right next to my side of the bed so she is as close as possible. First she whines. Then, when that doesn't work, she barks. If I ignore that she scratches and whines and barks and acts like she is going to tear the stroller to shreds. If I ignore all of that, she starts the throwing herself against the sides.
I love her and wouldn't trade her for anything in the world, but my lord she is going to give me a heart attack.
She is also the queen of *drum roll please* Saddest Puppy Eyed Look Ever Given to a Human! Which she only does when she is in trouble. All I have to say is, "Scarlet Susanah Belle!" and she stops in her tracks, drops her head, and looks up at me all sad and pitiful like, "What is it, Mommy? What did you use my big name for? I love you."
*sigh* spoiled little brat.