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Mosha was sleeping. I prepared my morning coffee, grabbing the milk from the fridge. As I poured some into my cup, I felt a paw on my leg. I looked down and received a telepathic dog message.
"I too require milk Ryan!" Mosha said.
My dog licks her lips while staring me down. And the pawing. I cave everytime
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It really do be like this.
