Almost anything.
Especially for a peanut.
Extend Full Body Length.
Toy still too high.
Spanking inevitable.
Whining didn't work.
Tentatively creep up on toy.
Know this is dangerous ground.
Stare at toy. Will it to come down. Whine. Loudly.
If I make my eyes really big and sad looking, will you give me a smidgeon of that tasty parcel?
This is what Kona does while everyone else is gardening. Staring at the sky and getting tangled in bishop's weed.
Kona felt particularly sad this day.
Maybe because she ate bratwurst, steak bits, Funyuns, S'mores.
Maybe.
This church claimed that all visitors were welcome...
Sometimes, Kona has this superior look on her face, as if to say "I am much too important to care with you commoner."