I remember when DW brought my avatar home. She was terrified. Apparently her original owner dumped her, her brother and her mom when he got a mixed breed. Throughout her life, I only heard her cry once (electric fence) when she was awake but she would cry in her sleep. When she wouldn't quit shaking, DW put her on my shoulder and she curled up and went to sleep. We named her prancer because her paws were so big for her little body that the only way she could move without tripping over herself was to prance or jump. I really miss her.