Everydoggy's a critic ...

So, Piper and I are hanging out in the kitchen, so she can leisurely eat her food, chew my foot, and play with the myriad of toys she has, and together we're listening to the radio.

I happen to like the song on the radio ("Hey There, Delilah"), so I start singing along.

And Piper, of course, starts howling.

I'm going to tell myself that it was in accompaniment, and not in protest. Because even though she just whined at the back door to let me know she needed out, and I'm ecstatic about that, I don't know if my heart can handle the criticism.

I think it's time for another cute picture, just in case.