The other day, my husband and I were trying to train KC to "Help me!". So Brian wrestled me to the ground while I yelled "KC help!" (through my stifled giggles). She just sat there and silently watched. I was hoping that she'd at least run around and bark at Brian to let me go. Good to know that if I ever get attacked by someone, KC will be a good witness.
Now my husband is away for a few days, which makes me uneasy being by myself at night. It doesn't help that KC keeps looking into dark rooms like she's looking at something/someone. Freaking me out! I'll look down at her and whisper "What is it KC??" aaaand Nothing. She might just be looking for Brian to pop out of somewhere, but still. It's not very reassuring to me. If someone broke in, she'd probably run over, say hi and request tummy rubs.