My daughter thinks she's a dog...or a platypus maybe...

It makes sense though...she eats enough of Jr's dog food and biscuits. 

And of course I did this same thing when I was young.  I was Scruffy from the cartoon and would jump from the couch to the big floor pillows that had become my island.  Even in school when we would play house...I was the dog.  (sad I know)

But my little peanut, gets down on all fours and woof, woofs her way over to us panting like a dog.  I then join her in some questionable parenting tactics and I ask her to preform a series of tricks after scratching her behind the ears.  She can sit, lay down, roll over, beg, shake, slap five...and the list goes on.

Now only if I could get her to let me know when she has to go potty...I'd even let her go outside if she'd at least tell me!  (LOL)