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not my dog

This is not my dog. But doesn't he look a lot like her?

Maybe he's Cassie's brother?

I met Maui at my house when his owner came to buy something I'd posted on craig's list. His head was poking out the back window of her truck when I opened my door to greet her. The first thing I said was, "Oh! Your dog could be my dog! They look so much alike!"

I talked to Stacy for a long time, and Maui and Cassie met but there was no sweet reunion. Cassie treated him as she'd treat any other dog she'd just met. Stacy gave me many Dog Whisper-er inspired pointers on how to curb Cassie's barking. Cassie went back inside, Maui went back into the truck, and Stacy and I continued to talk.

Apparently we talked too long. Maui grew impatient and whined out the back window. Then he moved to the front seat. Then he honked the horn. Three times.

No, not my dog. But I wish he was.


auntie m said…
I loved that Maui honked the horn. So much like a human child. How could one not like this dog?
Momma_Dee said…
Body and legs sure look like the Cass. Honking the horn cracks me up.
Ana said…
Cassie may not honk the horn, but she sure does like the driver's seat!
Great blog, B!

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