When I ask Chester for a goodbye kiss in the morning. He always comes running and hold his face up for a kiss. Or when I have a glass of something that he wants a drink of. He sits on my lap, facing the end table and looks at the glass. Then suddenly he yips quietly and throws his head against my chest, leaves it there for a millisecond and then looks at the glass as if to say, “Was that sweet enough to get me a drink?”. This goes on repeatedly until he gets a drink, or I put the glass in the kitchen.

Or when Millie does her 'low talk'. No way to describe it, you'd have to hear it, lol. And when she throws back for a tummy rub.