Guess I didn't realize how long those last two really were.. Journal entries I mean. This one might be too. Anyhoo, the next morning I woke up to still acting like a dog. Ears and everything, with the new addition of paws. Yes, orange paws. Anyways, Undyne was still sleeping, so I decided to wake her up. I started licking her hand. She groaned and rolled over. I barked. She told me to go back to sleep. Since I didn't want to, I "got up", "walked" over her, and licked her face. Yup. She opened her eyes slowly and started laughing when she realized what I was doing, telling me to stop in a playful tone. So I did, and at this point is when I was "standing" over her, panting and wagging my tail. She giggled and pushed me off. I tussled with her for a bit till she won by sitting on my midsection and rubbing my rib cage to make me kick my leg again. Cheater. When she got up to go to the bathroom, I wanted to follow her, but she told me to stay put. I waited outside of the closed bathroom door until she came back out, greeting her with a few happy barks and face to hand nuzzles. She laughed and rubbed my head, asking if I needed to go too. I growled a yes and we did the same thing as yesterday. When that was over, she went to the kitchen and got some some breakfast, cereal for her and pancakes for me. After a few failed attempts to get me to sit in a chair, she laughed and placed the plate on the floor, sitting next to me while we ate. When we were both done, I followed her downstairs to the lab to check on the dog. He was fine, still talking, and Undyne gave him some food and let him out to the bathroom too. Outside. Undyne started her usual morning routine of checking machines and experiments and stuff. She was bending over to check something when I did the unthinkable. I sniffed her butt. I didn't want to! But there was this weird urge to do it, something in my mind made it okay and acceptable. I am NOT that perverted, and never want to freak her out that bad again. She jumped and blushed madly, covering her butt and yelling at me not to do that, obviously flustered and upset. I lowered my head and my ears drooped, my tail tucked between my legs, and I whined a guilty apology. I felt really bad. She took a moment to calm down and regain her composure. She knelt down and caught my gaze, sighing when I gave her a sad, guilty puppy look. She pet me softly and I nuzzled into her hand. She explained that dogs can do that to other dogs, but not monsters acting like dogs to other monsters. She said she understood that I hadn't meant it, and just not to try it again. I agreed and ended up taking a nap under her desk when she went to work at her computer, reassured by her socked feet rubbing my side while I lay curled up by her computer chair. When I woke back up it was around 2 or 3 pm, I had gone to sleep around 12. I crawled out and stretched, looking around for her tiredly. She was working with the other dog. I smiled and went to her. When she saw me she said hello and kissed my cheek. I smiled more. I asked what she was doing. She said she was testing the intelligence of the dog. I looked at him, hooked up to a machine, reading questions and answering them. He's about as smart as me. Really smart. 8) That's when Undyne mentioned that I should actually use the toilet if I needed to pee. Turns out, I was back to normal again, to my relief and I could tell a little bit to her disappointment. I laughed awkwardly and rubbed the back of my skull, apologzing for my.. strange behavior. She laughed and told me it was okay, and that she got a lot of good info. I'm happy for that at least. I helped around again till about 6 when we had dinner (TV trays, my specialty), than I went home. That's where I am now, sitting on my bed writing this down with Ossy snoozing at my feet. Lazy bones. But, yeah! After writing all that, it's about 8:30, so I think I'll hit the hay. Gently, so I don't hurt it. I can't wait to see Sans, tomorrow, so expect some entries on that. Good night.