I have three grown kids (two of them step-) and my itty bitty laptop dog, Chouquette.
(Au premier degré aux US, au second degré en France, OK ?)
My ex (the other one) calls her choucroute (sauerkraut). I call her chouchou (or choupinette or choupidou or choupita or chouflou or …) when she’s trop mignonne, which is all the time.
Chouquettes are light-as-air little balls of pâte à choux rolled in sugar and baked to a golden brown.