With my painted nails, I thought I looked a lot like Motch because her nails are painted, too. She has flowers painted on her big toes but fortunately, I got to skip that part.
Fig came over and decided to join the fun, and she didn't move a muscle till her last nail was painted. We had to sit still while the nails dried and then -- finally -- we were able to run and get some exercise. We found my bed, and started playing tuggie with it. I'm getting better at hanging on while Fig whips it around. When the game was over, it was pretty much the end of my bed, too.
Lucky for me, tomorrow is my birthday and I got an early present! We now have a new rule at our house: the bed goes up on the table when Fig comes over.