My family tells me I am cute. It is a burden I bear well. It is pretty trying being cute, sometimes.
I mean, have you ever been cute while eating your food or drinking your water? Yeah, thought so. I can tell you it is harder than you think. Luckily I seem to have a knack for being cute.
I am cute when I launch myself into the big green chair at my house. I am cute when I pounce on daddy's foot after leaping from the couch. I am cute when I check out my crate, go in and turn around, and walk back out. It might be the way I tilt my head left at just the right moment. It could be the way my tail wags and curls when mom or dad calls my name. I am just not sure - I make it up as I go, if you must know. It is, however, a sure thing that whatever I do it will be cute.
Sometimes, once in a blue moon, I do a cute thing that also gets my people's attention, such as nip at their toes or grab a blanket (I am sorry about the hole in the UNC CH blanket mom!) and drag it around. But the moment passes (something to do with the word NO) and I am back to being cute.
So, keep checking in. You may learn the secret of my cuteness!
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