Answer:
My first half means container. Not a lot of people understand my language. What am I?
In your fire you hear me scream creaking and whining yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
I am a person who pretends to be someone else
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony, for others I am relief! What am I?
My head bobs lazily in the sun. You think I'm cute, for my face is yellow, my hair is white and my body is green. What am I?
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk