I have a nice collection of fuzzy things, if I do say so myself:
Especially when Charcoal, the Huge, comes to visit. The last time he did this, we were just headed out the door for our morning walk. So I called his parents to let them know where he was, and we brought him along. He is HUUUUUGE.
Then, because he drools, he had his rawhide on the porch. Then I walked him home. His dad said, "That'll teach him a lesson to wander!"
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