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| We still like snuggling in all sorts of positions. |
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| Especially on our backs. |
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| We like the crate; it's like a small den, and we often go in there to hide from our brothers when we have a toy we don't want to share. |
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| If one of us picks up a toy, it becomes the treasured toy to everyone else! |
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| "Whadya mean, share?" |
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| I still have remnants of my white chest stripe. I may get to keep it! |
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| "Whoa! We can't all squeeze through the door at the same time!" |
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| We've sprouted! We're so tall now, we can pull things off the table (but our humans don't let anything get close enough to the edge for us to pull off, harrumph!). |
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| It's mine. |
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| Well, I might share it if you want me to. |
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| We still love the jolly ball! |
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| And we love tug-o-war with each other (but never with our humans, though; they don't want us to think that's okay to do with people since it can foster aggression and competition for dominance). |
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| We're hungry!!!! Feed us! Please!!! |
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| How can you resist a face like this?! Mwah! |
