I quickly walked from the computer room to the kitchen.
I went to the cupboard, got a glass for some water...
and then walked two steps backwards.
I knew I'd seen something strange out of the corner of my eye.
Why was my Golden Retriever laying by the couch
with what looked to be a cigarette hanging out of her mouth?
And why did she look so happy and relaxed... it seemed to really suit her.
On closer inspection, I realized that she had stolen Lucy's miniature sized
rawhide bone, and didn't want to give it up, even though she was falling asleep.
Phew! I was worried for a second that there were cigarettes in the house.
And then worried that I'd try to bum one from my dog.
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