You see, Bob wouldn't take her out for a walk. He sat, and she talked and howled and barked and teased. But he wouldn't budge. She showed him! The old 'my back is to you, I'm ignoring you' pose. She pouted for at least 20 minutes. Mad. She was PO'd. Our darling has a temper!
Nope. Don't talk to me. I'm still pouting.
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