Me: (Hearing splashing noises) Bear, what are you doing?

Bear: (Standing with both front feet in the mostly full water dish) Getting a drink?

Me: Really? With your front feet?

Bear: Ummm Yeah (steps out of the dish and runs towards me) Foster Mom!!!

Me: Bear STOP.

Bear: What? You don’t want a Bear kiss????

Me: Not when the paws that come with that Bear kiss are dripping wet.

Bear: Foster Mom Toes!!!

Me: Bear STOP.

Bear: What?

Me: You are being a pill.

Bear: At least I’m a cute pill! (wags tail)