Back in my way younger days, there was a game we used to play (similar to tag) called "Red Light, Green Light". Whoever was It would stand maybe 20 yards away from everyone else who was lined up, turn their back and yell "Green Light!" Everyone would then rush toward them until they turned around, yelling "Red Light". If It managed to catch you moving, you were out of the game, and the object was to be able to touch It without getting caught.
Dancer plays Red Light, Green Light with me all the time. She'll start out at one end of the couch, wait for me to look away, sneak a little closer... She's very good at it - I almost never catch her actually moving, it's just that suddenly, there's a dog in my lap that I wasn't expecting.
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