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Originally Posted by Maximo  Too funny!
Max danced a little standing on his hind legs, knees slightly bent, when we played tug-o-war with THE toy. I would sing "You ain't nothing but a hound dog" because he looked just like Elvis shaking his pelvis.  |
That one had me truly lol! My sweet, innocent little Muffin used to "dance" with her stuffed doggie. She had this little stuffed doggie that I gave her when she came home with us. He'd been washed until he was threadbare over the most of his body. She occasionally "danced" with him, too. She loved that little stuffed doggie so much. He was much bigger than her when we first brought her home and she would try to wag that doggie around. She would have to lift her head up as she was carrying him, because he was bigger than her. After she outgrew that stuffed doggie that we nicknamed "Doggie", she took "him" everywhere she went. When she went to look out the windows, he was always laying there beside her. I'd always ask her where "Doggie" was and she knew. She would go get him. When she was a puppy, I blackmailed her to get the things back that she stole from me.
