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stoutfellowBuster and Gracie racing from end to end of the house - Gracie snarling ferociously, Buster turning and giving a puppy-bow every time she falls behind.
Buster bouncing in front of me, picking up and tossing a pathetic scrap of fabric that was once part of the octopus-thingie.
Blowing a raspberry in Gracie's face, then calling her back to apologize.
Gracie standing to nip at my nose as I kneel in front of her.
Buster, trying to get a good bellyrub, only to be frustrated as Gracie horns in between us. Shoving her aside and holding her with one stroking hand, so that Buster can get his due.
Homecoming.
Walkies.
Bedtime.
Good times, good times....
Buster bouncing in front of me, picking up and tossing a pathetic scrap of fabric that was once part of the octopus-thingie.
Blowing a raspberry in Gracie's face, then calling her back to apologize.
Gracie standing to nip at my nose as I kneel in front of her.
Buster, trying to get a good bellyrub, only to be frustrated as Gracie horns in between us. Shoving her aside and holding her with one stroking hand, so that Buster can get his due.
Homecoming.
Walkies.
Bedtime.
Good times, good times....
