I just remembered another story! I shared this in another post...

When Daisy was a puppy, my little sister Rachael was 8. She's a little clumsy, and one day while eating a Peep (one of those little yellow marshmellow chicks) and running down the hall, she tripped and fell on her back. She opened her mouth really wide and started to cry. My mom, other sister and I watched Daisy walk over to her, very concerned. She stood right over Rachael's head and daintily plucked the Peep from her mouth and left the room to go eat it. Rach was so shocked that she started laughing, and we were already totally hysrterical. It was the funniest sight!