The scene – The hallway in an American suburban residence at approximately 4 AM on New Year’s Day.

Annya, softly pawing at the door to a bedroom – “Hey, open the door please.  I’d like to come in.”

Moonshine – “Hi!  I’m the puppy!”

Annya – “I know.  Leave me alone.”

Moonshine – “Whatcha doing?”

Annya – “I’m trying to get into this bedroom so I can cuddle up with Girlie Bear.  It’s kind of chilly in the house, and I want to warm up.”

Moonshine – “I know!  It’s really chilly tonight!  You know what I do when I get cold?  I run around in circles to warm up!  Like this!”

Annya – “Stop that.  You’re going to wake up the whole house, and we’ll all have to sleep in the basement.”

Moonshine – “Hey!  I can help you!  I’ll get the girl to wake up and open her door so we can both sleep in there.   She has a great rug in there!   I love the way that one corner tastes! HEY!  WAKE UP!  LET US IN!”

Annya, visibly annoyed – “Stop it!  You’re getting us in trouble!  Go away!”

Moonshine – “Well, that didn’t work!  Hey, I know!  Let’s play and then we’ll both get warm!”

Annya – “Look, freak, I said to go away!  Leave me alone!”

Moonshine – “Aw come on!  It’s fun!  Hey, can I play “Catch my tail” with your tail?  It’s lots of fun!”

Annya – “DON’T TOUCH ME!  GET AWAY FROM ME!”

Moonshine – “I got your tail!  I got your tail!”

Annya – “I’LL KILL YOU YOU LITTLE FLOPPY EARED BASTARD!  I’M GONNA CUT YOU FOUR TYPES OF BAD!  LONG, DEEP, WIDE, AND OFTEN!  YOU WANNA DANCE?  LET’S DANCE!”

At this point, I got out of bed, put the dog back in his kennel, and banished Annya to the basement for the rest of the night.  Happy freaking New Year.