...In the morning when the day is new
Apparently, the doggie has no real interest in watching TV with me tonight. She curled up in a ball about a foot away from me, despite the fact that I sat on the floor. About an hour later, she relented, and scooted over to snuggle up next to me. I think she's still pissed at me for not feeding her until 9:30, but she couldn't resist the snuggles.
Maybe she's doing that thing where she's taking on some of my traits. I don't know if it goes both ways. I certainly won't be licking my butt or waiting for soccer-boy to come rub my belly, though.
