Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Conversation between Dusty and Lizzie, neighborhood dogs, part 2

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“I’m here.”

“I know.”

“How do you know.”

“Your nose.”

“My nose?”

“Your nose. I feel it.”

“You feel my nose?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll stop.”

“No.”

“No?”

“It’s good.”

“It’s good?”

“It’s good.”

“Then I’m done.”

“I’m leaving.”

“I’m following.”

“OK.”

“Where are you going?”

“Here.”

“Me too.”

“I’m here.”

“Me too.”

“I know.”

“Now where?”

“Here.”

“I’m following.”

“I know.”

“Where are we?”

“Here.”

“Here is good.”

“But now I am going over there.”

“There?”

“No, here.”

“Here?”

“Yes.”

“Here is good.”

“Here is my bone.”

“I want a bone.”

“You can’t have a bone.”

“I want that bone.”

“Here.”

“What?”

“The bone.”

“What bone?”

“The bone in my mouth.”

“I want that bone.”

“I know.”

“I am going to take it.”

“OK.”

“You’re not letting go.”

“Here is the bone.”

“You need to let go.”

“I’m letting go.”

“Let go.”

“I’m about to let go.”

“I’m pulling.”

“You’re pulling.”

“Because you’re not letting go.”

“I want to let go.”

“Then let go.”

“I can’t let go.”

“Then I will growl.”

“I let go.”

“You did not let go.”

“I want to let go.”

“I am baring my teeth.”

“I let go.”

“You let go.”

“Do you still have your nose?”

“I still have my nose.”

“Good.”

“Very good.”

“Sniff me.”

“Here?”

“No. There.”

“I’m following.”

“Bring your nose.”

“I will bring my nose.”

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