Mirror Stage

Emily did not recognize her reflection in the large steel dish, and kept barking down at it, from the safety of my wrist. I think she scared herself. (sadly, it was over too quickly for a picture)

She likes laps too much.
Also snuggling inside my coat (which I have to wear indoors to take her out for immediate potty-training).

[In Ur Coat, Eating Ur Belts]