#207922 - I sat down and watched him splash around and frolic in the pond trying to catch any bug that was large and close enough to warrant his attention: I loved watching his sluggish attempts at this, most times the bug would win but that didn't keep Petey from trying, what a dope! Suddenly, a yelping bark came from the house on the hill, Petey immediately froze with muzzle wrinkling, trying to catch a whiff of the source. Kate seemed delighted that it was now confirmed I meant what I said, she lifted her arm in encouragement and quietly moaned; Guid boy Eat mah mingin' oxter! Tastes guid ya? The fierce aroma and taste radiating from such a hairy pit, forced a primal urge for me to clean her. What was she up to now? Kate patted the cushion of the chair; Go on noo.