Acting casual, Windy contemplates being queen of the world.

Windy is a sneaky girl. We call her the “fun police”.

Yesterday while I was sitting in the floor playing with Max, who was on his back enjoying himself, Windy runs across the room, jumps in my lap, and lets out a big “ARF!” in his face. It was not a playful arf

Max snarls and continues his play. Windy marches off my lap to sulk.

Last week while I was playing with Jake in the floor, Windy casually strolls up to us. She watches. Jake was standing, and she lifts her paw and places it on his back. He gets angry immediately. He growls and turns around. She sits there. Jake cannot stand another dog touching his back.

Windy knows not to pull such tricks on the humans in the house. All she needs to do is give us the big-eye look, and we turn to mush.