What's in a face?

You cannot tell me that animals don't smile. Who could argue with my take on this frog? He looks fat and happy, probably filled with errant flies.

Or maybe he (or she, who knows) is a distant cousin of my friend Kermit, The Frog, who is another one who smiles a lot.













Our dog, Scooter smiles, often. We know she smiles because we understand her context. She smiles:

• When company comes to our house -- She stands at the door and waits for her "friends," our kids and grandkids come for a visit.


• If it is play time after supper -- She brings one of us a ball, smiles and drops it for our throw/her catch.


• When she is able to engage us in one of her regular "jobs" -- Helping with coffee duty first thing in the morning is one. Another duty is to lead one of us to the other if we're separated in different parts of the house. Both are accompanied by barking notifications.
  

And, if this is not a smile, I do now know anything about critters. This great photo came in one of those wonderful forwarded e-mails from friends, that we all get. And like all such, forwards, the origin is lost in the sands of time.

Now, you smile, you're on candid camera.

Have a great day!

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