Yeah, this is soooooo me. I also would let squeaky farts, skulk around the backyard daring a squirrel to “just come down off those wires once,” scratch my back by slithering around in a circle, lick the grease that drips from the grill.
Nancy just last night said she wished she could be like Oliver so she could “sleep when she wanted and where she wanted.” I told her she could do that now.
Here’s what I wouldn’t do if I was a dog… I would not dig my ear and then lick my toenails.
Even I have my limits.