DtC pads over to his woman but not his woman and starts circling her ankles as he sniffs her. After a few seconds, he snorts and pads over to the cur. He sits down and looks waaaaaaay up at him.
"Course not you idiot, she smells different! What the hell do you even have a nose for if you don't even use the damned thing!?! Now where's my salmon?"
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Date: 2006-02-09 06:54 am (UTC)"Course not you idiot, she smells different! What the hell do you even have a nose for if you don't even use the damned thing!?! Now where's my salmon?"