A cute story...
This story requires a bit of background. When Benjamin first came home, we had a greyhound named Collette. Collette was old and lazy, but tolerated Ben. We had to put Collette down last summer due to cancer. We then got a smaller dog we named Applesauce. Ben and Applesauce are the best of friends, wrestling and rough-housing all the time.

This morning, Ben was crawling around on all fours calling himself "Applesauce, too". I then got on my hands and knees and suggested that we could have three Applesauces (we are working on counting). I chased Ben around the house on my hands and knees, calling myself Applesauce. Suddenly, Ben stood up, came over to me, petted my shoulder and said, "Mama Collette".

I am guessing I was too big to be Applesauce, but the right size for a greyhound. :)