Nah, mine sits down...
... with his stomach by my head.
I'm usually before lunch, so it rumbles in my ear.
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CaroWallis,
Thu 9 Jun 2005, 14:00,
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mine lays down, rests
his head on my chest and tells me how he longs for a life working in the open air raiseing a mighty heard of donkeys to sweep majestically to him every morning, but he is NHS so I put up with it
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Vultan the real one I threw my little yellow shoe,
Thu 9 Jun 2005, 14:12,
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