I love hearing these stories! O’Shea will do similar things to get our attention–mainly stare until I say something like “What do you need O’Shea? Do you want to go for a walk/ride?” It’s fun to watch him play fetch in the house–he has a toy squirrel we bought; no stuffing, but only squeakers in the head/tail. Anyway, we throw it on the futon, which serves as our couch, and he will attempt to jump from I swear the other room to land on the futon. He makes it most times, but sometimes he’ll catch a leg and I think to myself “Gosh, O’Shea, come to Mommy” and I’ll give him a quick massage. When really, he looks at me like “What, nothing happened.” What a goof!
