I remember when we first got our poodle, GIgi. Our daughter, Rachel was only years old. During the first week we had her, Rachel was upset that she had to go to bed at 9 pm, and Gigi got to stay up as late as she wanted. That was sibling rivalry in its purest form. My husband would tell Gigi she had to go to bed at 9 too, to please Rachel. We always got  good laugh out of that.

Often, Gigi will hop on the couch after my husband gets up, to take his place. She sort of looks around out of the corner of her eye to see if he realizes she took his space over. I swear she is human. (Until she licks filthy dirty puddle water).

Today I was working like a dog (pun intended) and looked over at the couch across from where I was sitting. There was Gigi, spread out, leaning on the pillow like a super model posing for the camera. She knows she is cute, and she uses that to get my attention. It works every time.

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