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I was at a friend's house last night, and she has a couple of dogs.
Charlie wanted his back scratched, and so...he scratched it. Under my legs. Back and forth for about 5 minutes. I haven't laughed that hard in a while. XD
(Fortunately I had my camera right there since I'd already been taking some pictures of the dogs.)
Charlie wanted his back scratched, and so...he scratched it. Under my legs. Back and forth for about 5 minutes. I haven't laughed that hard in a while. XD
(Fortunately I had my camera right there since I'd already been taking some pictures of the dogs.)
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Dogs are silly creatures.
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Now, see, my beagle would simply look at your legs and say "Oh, hey, a bed!" then lay on them with feet dangling off both sides. He would expect you to do the scratching.
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Just FYI, one of my classes this term is on Renaissance Italian Courts in the 15th Century. I'm researching tapestries (I should have stuck with books like I usually do). Tapestries are woven, and I just now came across a discussion of looms in an article (kind of surprised this hadn't come up earlier, actually), and I thought, "looms. Hm. Looooooms! Oh no." I'm blaming you. If not actually your fault, I'm pretty sure that you're complicit. ;)
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