Yesterday Decibel wanted some of Harold's dessert. Nothing remarkable about that.
What is remarkable is how she can go from ordinary pretty dog to sparklingly stunning beauty whose wishes must be obeyed.
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| Ready? Set.... |
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| CUTE! |
She rounds out her eyes, opens her mouth, lets the pretty pink tongue show just enough to offset the pearly whites, and oozes charm and sweetness. Then, with agonizing precision and control her paw lifts. At first, it merely points at the person who could make her life better by sharing. Then there is gentle contact. Pretty soon she collects her reward and repeats. It is a good thing she doesn't gloat. We are pretty much hers for the taking.
Now you might say, oh, that's just the breed, but look at Ralph:
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| Hey, you got cookie? |
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| Smiling, cute, but let's compare: |
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| Decibel's high voltage smile outshines Ralph's. |
It does amaze me just how well she can do in classes, when she pretends that we are in charge. It is all prelude to another treat in her mind, I am sure.
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