Redhawk Caldera at least we try.

Elwoof's lip wobbled when mommy licked the tears off his face, and he calmed down, if only for a little bit. He understood none of what she said subsequently, of course; he just wanted mommy's milk. Why was that so hard to understand? Why couldn't he get mommy's milk?

"Nohuhuuu," Elwoof sobbed in answer to her rhetoric question of frustration. "Mohohommmy-hy-hyyyyy ples PLES waaaah s-s-sabby ples mommy-hy-hyyy!" he whined, tears sliding down his cheeks as he looked his mother in the eye, eyes rolled up and shining with watery tortured pain in their depths.