Piper is right at the door as I open it, then she jumps on couch, wiggling like crazy; then she'll turn and bounce away, then comes back "smiling" (goofy-lookin' and ever-so-sweet) and then she has to find a good bone (little sausage treat) for me---which needs to be 'buried' in the bed, the next one she buries outside. I have to start rubbing her little tummy pretty quickly so she doesn't get overly excited (results in that weird breathing thing) and as soon as I do that Piper will stand very still. We have our little ritual on which I've grown completely dependent and look forward to every single time! Love how you describe Chewie's little ears doing a radar-kind-of-thing, yes?! Toooo cute! |