sneaks into Plurk and lurks behind you for a bit, then wanders off to raid your pantry, returning to read your email over your shoulder while noisily eating your chips and dropping crumbs all over the floor.
sets her highly trained rottweilers on you.
Ereh
says
hey who erased all the level marks on the bottles of rum!
Steal my tea or smoked paprika, and I'm sending a raptor after you.
That cold sensation in the small of your back is a dog nose, demanding a cut.
Such a great weekend !!! Noisily eats chips with you - and drinks the Admiral's finest rum - he won't care ! 