This is what happens after the daily post-chicken nap. Just silly.
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Looks like a nice tummy for rubbing! If you ever need a dogsitter, keep us (well, me) in mind.
Excellent, thank you!
His favorite thing is to burrow under a blanket, on furniture (the floor, is, apparently, for the uncivilized). While someone sits next to him. If you can provide that, you’re fast-tracked to Favored Human Status.
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