5 September 2012
Head bragging. Tail wagging. He's a plague of whom I can't get rid. Paws scratching. Great acting. I'm not gonna give in to his plead. Small whimper. Faint simper. He's really gave it his best. Eyes tender. I surrender. "Here's my meat, you hair-balled pest."
Inspired by my awesome dog, Woody.
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