So, the Mr. took Buffy out to run errands this morning. They had some down time, and the Mr. took her to Tim Horton's (Canada's answer to Dunkin Doughnuts) and bought doughnut holes.
She apparently eyed them suspiciously and then nibbled on one.
At which point she stood up in the booth, threw her arms around him, and kissed his cheek. And then created a small stack of timbits in front of her and said "no, min" if he moved toward them.
She can be bought.
And she was very insistant on inspecting the dog this weekend, post dog-grooming. The dog met with approval: