Here's lookin' at you, kid

To her delight, her father played along, instantly becoming the "fun parent". Yes she loved her mother and all, but she was not much for physical play. She occasionally played with them, tossing around some bones in their den for them to attack, but nothing like this.

Her nose was bopped, and she squeaked happily, running towards her father to get her revenge. She landed on the guilty paw, wrapping her forelimbs around it and battering it with her hindlegs, kind of like how a cat does. All the while she was nipping the limb at random places, indiscriminate and rough.