Like barking. Prada isn't a yapper, but she will bark once as someone leaves or enters their apartment just to make sure I know there is movement on the perimeter, but not to worry, she is on guard. Of course, she only does this when I am sleeping or in the bathroom getting ready in the morning.
And she knows barking is on the list of things she's not supposed to do inside, so she always hurries to correct her mistake. By the time I've untangled myself from the sheets or spat out my toothpaste and poked my head out the bathroom door to peer through the closet (my apartment set-up is a bit unique), she's already in a pert and perfect sit, grinning at me. And how can I scold her then*?
|See mama? I'm good, I swear it!|
(True: *I can't. As far as a dog is concerned, if you scold them, you are scolding them for doing whatever it is they are doing at that exact moment. And I mean, look at her.)