After we settle in at night to watch TV in the living room, every single time I walk into the kitchen, or even get up off the couch, both Beagles (and our foster when we had her) jump up and follow me into the kitchen expecting a biscuit.. I can walk back to the living room, turn around and go back to the kitchen and they follow me like baby ducks following Mother Goose.. All night long...

Luckily I get these mini biscuits that are the size of a thimble or they'd all be fat cows..

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Friendship is like peeing your pants.. Everybody can see it, but only you can feel the warmth..