Gog

I have got to find Harper a dog. We were at a party tonight and after she got over the fact that they have a Cozy Coupe (which she has decided she needs until we actually buy her one, I'm sure, when she won't want anything to do with it) she was all about the dog. First she was content just being held and yelling "Gog!" at it whenever it came even remotely close to her. Then she had to get down and chase the dog around the yard. Then she had to pet the dog (very gently, while saying "Ice... Ice..." which means "nice"). By the time we left, she was fully hugging the dog with her face pressed against his little body. And this was a yappy chihuahua, which I consider a dog/cat/rat mix. But she sure loved that dog.