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One of my dogs, Carter, will come and stretch out in front of me and scratch at me with his paws to get me to give him a belly rub. Or he'll come right in front of me and start trying to scratch at a specific spot and look and me until I get the hint and take over. Sometimes if I'm paying too much attention to Carter, Lily comes over and gets right in between me and him so I have to start petting her too, they're so cute. My other dog Spencer will come and sit pretty by the table (not on his legs, but on his bum with his hands together all cute) and wait for a bit of table food. God I love my dogs. Spencer is dying of cancer though and it's really really hard. He's doing well now, but has gone blind and had his spleen removed. He was drinking out of the fountain in my mum's living room the other day, very cute.
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I like things. And stuff. But I prefer to have things over stuff.
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