We were letting the dogs out of the cottages for their mid-day run-around and play session, and deaf Stuart offered us his usual greeting. (I happened to have the camera with me, which is how I got these shots. That's Alayne's boot on the right.) He races over to one of us, stands on his hind legs with his front paws on our thighs, and looks right up. Then, he tosses his head back and forth, left and right, like this:
You can see from his flying ears how fast he was whipping his head around. Finally, satisfied he's made an appropriate impression, he lets loose with a wild Beagle howl. It is an ear-splitting howl, so I usually have to put a finger up to my mouth and say "Shhhhhh!" I'm not sure he's quite figured out what that hand signal is all about, but we're working on it!