Milking it rather. The blur in the bottom left is a rapidly wagging tail ( intact, we requested it be left that way even before she was born, why deny a dog a fundamental form of self-expression?)
Pick me up and cuddle me, even though I weigh nearly 30 lbs.
The bucket has been found to be a useful battering ram against the shins of humans not doing what you want quickly enough, and sets up an interesting wave motion in conjunction with the wagging tail when the dog is accelerating.
Back to the v-word place tomorrow, perhaps to have stitches replaced. Pooch herself is in rather overwhelming good spirits, with overabundant energy from lack of exercise and being the centre of our devoted concern and attention.
We, and our bank balance, are in tatters.