It is a Friday night, around 8 pm. We had dinner two hours ago and I’m now fully in my regressed space. I’m wearing a big, pastel blue hoodie with floppy puppy ears and flaps that cover my hands, which have paw prints printed on the sleeves. You’re sitting on the couch with Bluey on the TV for me. My head is in your lap and I’m chewing on and “pawing” at a chew toy made for puppies. I look up at you with those signature puppy eyes of mine..