I am convinced Ellie thinks she's a pig.
ALL the time.
When she's snuggled in and cozy on the chair and I get up.
When we are all tucked in and the lights are off and we are snug in our bed. And I get up.
When she wants some lovin' and I won't scratch her ears. She gives up poking me with her nose and snuggles down.
And then she grunts.
She's my little piggy.