Going Good

After looking my first few posts, I've noticed a few things. That playful spirit is definitely still there. Either I've gotten used to it or Freya doesn't bark as muh as she used too. (Though she does still bark alot..lol) I have referred to her over the past year as little one, my little monster, and wild one. She is still a little bundle of energy. She hates it when I use my iPhone instead of paying attention to her. (Did I mention she's a princess in demeanor? I think she's spoiled rotten...which of course is my fault.)

Freya likes to curl up with at night on the bed and twice gotten under the covers. With as heavy as the comforter is I'll never know how she could breathe under there.

One of her favorite things still is the laser light. I bought some fresh new batteries for it the other day. Freya gets this look on her face and the tail wags non-stop. My roommate and I have referred to this as her turning into a "crack puppy". When the light goes away...Freya acts like she's "jonesin" for more...

Freya will turn on turbo-puppy mode and chase the cat every now and again. She tries her hardest to get the cat to chase her too. They play really well together. 'Course the cat usually ends up with the upper paw just by sort of hiding and staring at Freya. Poor Freya won't go by the cat even to get a toy when Sandi acts like that. Sandi has pounced on her before when Freya would go after a ball.