There was a piece of popcorn stuck under the couch and she totally didn't see it! So I barked at her for a while. Then I broke down and decided to try to get the piece of popcorn out myself. That's when she FINALLY realized what I was so upset over.
Good grief. Do I have to spell everything out for her?!
Since I was such a good girl in pointing out the piece of popcorn (and "disposing" of it, too), I decided I deserved a cookie. After all, I DID help Mom out. So I went to the kitchen doorway and sat there. And stared at Mom.
She knew exactly what I was after that time...