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I used to do this shit all the time with Moses when he was a puppy.
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Actually we still do it. Usually at the moon.
That puppy is so adorable.
But do you really want to encourage him to howl more?
I love the way his little ears flop. Makes me smile. Did you look outside tonight Dave? That moon is about 7/8 full. Howlable. Also, I think this means you are ready for another puppy baby, no?
>> But do you really want to encourage him to howl more?
Like they say, if you can’t beat em, join em.
>> Did you look outside tonight Dave?
Both of us did. Howling commenced. Also, re: puppy baby, no.
Cuuuuuute! He looks so serious.
What a coincidence. I do the same thing with “my” Moses, except ours is MOOOOOing at cows instead of barking at the moon.
I still can’t believe you named your son after my dog.
I prefer to think that you named your dog after my great-great-great grandfather.
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That puppy is so adorable.
But do you really want to encourage him to howl more?
I love the way his little ears flop. Makes me smile.
Did you look outside tonight Dave? That moon is about 7/8 full. Howlable.
Also, I think this means you are ready for another puppy baby, no?
>> But do you really want to encourage him to howl more?
Like they say, if you can’t beat em, join em.
>> Did you look outside tonight Dave?
Both of us did. Howling commenced. Also, re: puppy baby, no.
Cuuuuuute! He looks so serious.
What a coincidence. I do the same thing with “my” Moses, except ours is MOOOOOing at cows instead of barking at the moon.
I still can’t believe you named your son after my dog.
I prefer to think that you named your dog after my great-great-great grandfather.