As I sit on the couch, typing away on my blog. Scarlett sits just to the right of me on the floor. She faces me, staring intently at my face. Every few seconds she wobbles from side to side, letting me know that she is ready to be picked up. Totally ready. Yup, I’m still here. Want to pick me up now? How about now? Do you see me? (Wobble, wobble)