Every morning Foxy and I get dressed. She watches me put on my shoes. Sometimes I will stop and look at my feet.
She will bump my hand until I continue with the chore. By the time I am ready, she twirls around twice to show her happiness. Her tail starts to wag. We are going for a walk.
After we walk out the front door, I have to tell her to sit because s…
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