Yup. That's me. I got a can of that spray whipped cream the other night and, after swirling a loud dollop on my cappuccino I figured, since the dogs were both watching me closely, that I'd try Nikki and Bella's little trick. Bimmer wasn't buying it. Not even. He backed up and gave me the "uh, let's don't and say we did" face. Kharma, on the other hand, after an initial squirtlet on her nose to find out there was indeed delectable, edible stuff coming out of that can, even though it did sound suspiciously like some of Shiva's loudest farts, was ready for RediWhip. Her eyes get big as saucers and her mouth opens just a little bit, lower lip quivering in anticipation, and when she hears the squwwwwwwwppppppp start, she makes an O with her lips and her tongue curls to catch the sweet stuff. After it quits, she licks her lips quite thoughtfully and nudges me with her nose, "More, please?"