It was dinner time. I had fixed our lovely little family dinner and every one should have been sitting at the dinner table. Noah was laying on the floor next to our Basset Hound, Duke
Me - Noah get up
Me - Noah get off the floor
Noah - Im pratcing Duke Style
Me - What?
Noah - Im practcing my Duke style, you know laying on the floor, eating out of a bowl. Stuff like that.
Me - Great, sit down.
I am pretty sure Duke just thinks hes being a dog, and does not realize he has style
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