Oh look it's Mocha in the snow! Nope. This is Mocha as a pup after she found a large pellet-stuffed animal (you know those cheaply-made stuffed animals you win at Lagoon that aren't very soft?). This is inside our apartment and when we found her we just couldn't get that mad. She was cute and it was pretty amusing.Fast forward 10 years. I can't even begin to post all the pictures of the naughty things Dog #2 has done. In fact, I don't take pictures of them because I find them neither cute nor amusing. You remember Maizy, our Old English Pocket Beagle? Cute as a button but dumber than _________ (feel free to fill in the blank). One morning I was kneading roll dough and dropped some on the floor. One of the best parts of having a dog is the convenience they provide with their muzzle vacuums. I immediately called for Mocha. She knows that when I'm in the kitchen and she hears her name that means there's most likely a bit of human food on the floor waiting for her. Apparently Mocha was not within earshot; she never showed. However, ever-quick-to-respond-to-her-name Maizy (I'm being sarcastic here) came bounding in and suctioned up the strewn roll dough. She then looked at me with the most interesting expression... Not the quizzical one that she usually displays; the one that says I'm clueless but who cares I'm cute. No, this was an entirely different look. A look that said, "I just let you in on a little secret. I'm playing you. I get way more than I ever let on." So there you go. Dog #2 may not be as special needs as I thought. Rather, she is thinking, I see what you want me to do but unlike Dog #1, I just don't care.
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