How do you know your pet loves you? Captain Morgan will
go and get toys in his mouth, and bring them back to where I am. He sits down at my feet and plays with them. I know he considers me part of him still. Even though he is 7 months old he is still my baby. I love it.....till his play goes kitty crazy and he attacks my feet. Then I yelp. Bringing the game to an immediate end.
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She incessantly packs up in my lap, brings me "delightful" trophies like dead birds, dead moles, dead rats and yes, a dead possum. (There was foot of something I'm not sure of what it was, but it looked to be a weasel).
I'm pretty certain that if she had opposable thumbs she would chain herself to me at the hip and take me hunting for gruesome "treasures".
No, I do not doubt for an instance that mine loves me. LOL.
Truth be told, I adore her, and she knows this, too.
with a bone or toy. Luna grabs the squeaky ball and runs around making it squeak like crazy. Jake carries a bone around, drops it, picks it up, drops it, picks it up, drops it.
Both of them circling me and tripping me every step from the door to the kitchen 
Right now, Jake is snoring at my feet. Soon I'll gather up enough ambition to go shower. I'm exhausted.