Fast-forward 2.5 years. We don't always get along. In fact, sometimes we rarely get along. She likes to wake me up in the morning by licking my face. She'll bark at me until I somehow understand what in the world she wants. She has now developed the habit (since the snow storm) of asking to go out every 10 minutes or so in order to lick the ice in the backyard.
But tonight we had some quality time together so I thought we should document it:
Pepper, I guess I won't try to sell you while no one's looking. Even though everyone in the family just yelled at you for eating the cats' food.