At the petting, Foxy pushed her head further into the girl's touch, clearly enjoying it. The compliment wasn't ignored either, her tail wagged a bit faster at that, the attention not lost on her.
Scooting closer, she curled up into a little ball practically on top of Daisy, resting her chin on the girl's leg and looking up at her with such 'puppy-dog eyes' that she could likely get away with murder and still be rewarded for it.