I sometimes wonder if Tibby likes me.
I think she does, but it's hard to tell.
It would be nice to rewind and start over when she was a puppy.
Maybe then I could figure out how to play with her.
But I guess I'm not a very fun person.
I never knew playing could be so difficult.
Too excited - not enough excited. And I'm never right.
It would be nice if she would learn to speak English and tell me what she wants.