What's up with the attitude all of a sudden? Let's see, she's 8 in people years . . . so that's 56 in dog years, and she's turning a bit gray. Is this some kind of delayed mid-life crisis? She's breaking free..."Woof...it's now or never ... take chances...chew plastic...seize the day...sleep on the people couch...live the life I've always dreamed."
I'm not sure that much concious thought happens inside this particular canine cranium. This new Cassie is a mystery to me . . . but it's been interesting to say the least.