Here is "Hope". She is my son's girlfriend's dog. I dogsitted last weekend and Hope was a very good dog. Being quite small, she tried getting under every couch and dresser and bed in the house. If I would have thought about it, I would have tied a duster on her nose. Several times she came out from under with a giant fuzzbunny on her nose.
For an update on Sam, the adopted cat, he (almost sure) is now letting me pet him on occasion and seems to be warming up to us. . . . . finally.