Wow. I miss that yelled dog.
Pure happiness moment: I grabbed a pudding cup from the kitchen. As I pulled the top off, the almost silent yet unmistakable noise get attention of my old yeller dog on the couch at least 15 feet away. She raises her head, face half mushed in from laying on the pillow, with a look that I would sum up as: 'WhoDATfor? DATforME? No? OKAYiGOsleeps...' And down goes the head.
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