Our pathetic little Mac
Mac lives for toys, they're her life force pretty much.
I was just playing with Buster, I made Mac go and stay on the couch because otherwise she gets in the middle of things and takes over the game. She stared at us for a good 5 minutes looking sad before she decided that she could play with teh toy beside her. She'd get into it and growl and squeak it and then stop and stare at us like "See this? See how much fun I'm having over here?"
She's a sad little thing to watch sometimes. lol