Kylee learned a new game! It's called make the humans fetch YOU instead of reverse. She gets her lips on something and instantly knows it's worth by how fast the people chase her to get it back or to stop her from killing herself. In Kylee world... we are all out to get her. She will tuck a tail and get to fleeing, item securely in mouth, watching keenly over her shoulder mid run to see if we called off the hunt. She is more than ready to run a marathon to keep people from taking things from her and has the agility of a boxer to aviod an item being grabbed. I really wasn't kidding before when I said she LIKES HER STUFF.Far too often in life our STUFF defines who we are, so how can I give her grief for doing what she sees everyone else doing. I will however BattleDome over MY STUFF, so sister needs to pick her stolen property wisely. She thanks Ount Moon for the clock toy.
Don't we all need a good evening scratch? Her puppy grunts have not stopped and by them it's evident she is enjoying a good belly rub or scratch. Yes she looks constipated, she's not.... god trust me she's SO not, she's mid itch.-DM
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