Wait, no, you've got it all wrong! I'm not jumping for joy in a figurative sense. In fact, I'm actually feeling a little down today... my kibble this morning was a bit stale, and it really threw me into a strange kind of funk! Rather, I'm literally jumping for Joy, because that's my human's name, and she requested that I jump. Which is totally fine, because a.) I like her so I like doing tricks for her and b.) she promised to compensate my leap with a milkbone.
Wildwing says: "Our OES Maggie at age six months, trusting to her big sad eyes to get her out of any trouble she's got herself into. Fortunately for her, it often works."
Those eyes could melt even the hardest of hearts!
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