Another funny thing my little weirdo does is bring her water bowl to me when it is empty. I will hear her in the kitchen rooting around, then she'll come bursting around the corner and run at me full speed, bowl in mouth. Then she'll fling the bowl at me and proceed to dance around (sometimes whining) until I go put water in it. And my dad says she's dumb!
And when I feel stupid for liking my dog so much and wanting to talk about her all the time (which makes it impressive that I don't, because I do have a story about her that fits with ANYTHING that ANYONE is talking about ANYTIME)...I just think about other people who love their dogs and don't get any grief for it.
See, I'm in good company. Well, maybe not Paris...
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