Poppy can be difficult to photograph. She doesn't sit still or look
where we want her to so we often have to hold up a toy or a treat to
get her to be still for a second. I was doing that to get this
picture, the angle here kind of makes me think of the Autism Creature.
My dad is always feeding her under the dinner table, so of course she has a terrible begging habit. She'll rest her chin on our legs and give us the sad puppy dog eyes to get what she wants. She'll beg no matter what we're eating, since she's too short to be able to see what's on the table and therefore has no way of knowing what we're actually eating until we give her some.
Poppy loves peanut butter. Every now and then we give her a spoon to lick peanut butter off of. She'll spend around five to ten minutes licking the peanut butter because it's so thick. Here's a picture of her with her tongue out mid-lick.
Poppy is known in our house sometimes as the Queen of Comfort. She finds the weirdest positions to fall asleep in. She also loves to hog way more space on the couch than you might expect for her small size and then get grouchy when the rest of us try to share the couch with her. Here she is laying belly-up, without a care in the world.
To combat Poppy's penchant for hogging the couch, we decided to dedicate the ottoman as her own personal spot. We never use it anyway, ever since we got a proper coffee table. Now we pile old pillows and a dog-themed blanket on it for her to live out her coziest dreams. In this image, the ottoman is against a wall, but usually we keep the ottoman under a window so that Poppy can keep a watchful eye on the street.
Besides her dog bed, the ottoman, the couch, and each of our beds, Poppy also likes to sleep right in front of the front door. This is because the front door lets in lots of sunlight during the day, so Poppy will camp out in front of the door to cash in on that sweet, sweet sunlight. She looks real pretty during golden hour.
Most of these anecdotes make Poppy sound like a perfect angel who can do no wrong, which is true and accurate. However she does occasionally engage in activities that, if she were not so adorable and cute, would be considered atrocious and unforgivable by us civilized folk. Here she is surrounded by the carnage of a stuffed animal.
It brings us great joy when my sister and I put Poppy Cotton into funny situations. We sometimes surround her with stuff while she's asleep, pick her up and put her into laundry baskets or on chairs, or ambush her with kisses on her very floofy face. One of my favorite situations we thrust Poppy into was when we got her to sit in this box.