I had to laugh at Lola this morning. She was sitting near me on the couch, chewing on a toy. Her butt was near my hip, probably about four to six inches away. She was minding her own business, I was reading.
Joey hopped up on the couch, stepped over Lola, and sank into a comfortable spot right next to my hip and thigh. He sighed a contented sigh. I patted him without stopping reading, then glanced over and immediately laughed out loud.
Lola was apparently not pleased that he had plopped down between herself and me, and she was giving him The Evil Eye!!! I swear, it is the same cold stare I've seen my kids give each other when they know better than to say something that would start an argument! I couldn't get to the camera, but this is almost The Look:
"I was next to Mom first. Get out. Get out! And don't touch me again!!!!"
After about thirty seconds of steady glaring, she put her mouth back on the chew toy, stopped and looked at him again for another five seconds. Then she gave a short, throaty growl, and went back to chewing .... after moving herself just far enough that he was no longer touching her!!