How I make Mom happy

Now that I am a big boy I sleep in my own bed downstairs. So when Mom goes to bed I go to my room. It's really neat, nice rug .nice view. In the morning when she comes down, she opens my door and I burst out. I wiggle all over and jump up and kiss her a whole bunch. She laughs and tries to put on my leash. I don't really mind the leash, but I love to see her try to put it on while I twist and squirm.
I can only tease her a little bit, then she gets serious. Bill does not want me to make her serious just happy, so I finally sit nicely.
Then we go outside. I look around and smell the morning and do my necessaries. Then we go back inside. My face feels funny in the morning so I rub it on the floor. Mom looks at me and laughs, so I do it some more.
Sometimes she lays on the couch and I can see she's getting sad. So when she does this I sit on her head. It's a little lumpy but, usually she stops crying. How can you cry with a dog on your head?
But, sometimes, not often, but sometimes, she can't stop, so I steal what makes her cry...her glasses. I know that is what causes the problem cause she gets off the couch and runs after me. I run as fast as I can till she laughs as hard as she cried.
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