The lady needs to chillax. She reminds me of myself when I was a pup and thought it was fun to chase my own tail. . . . I know better now. She's got piles of stuff that doesn't even smell edible she's working on for her new online shop (www.etsy.com/shop/4sistercreations), whatever that means, and she also has a pile of paper that smells distinctly like Martingale (http://www.shopmartingale.com) she's getting her red pen out for. I like those Martingale people. Some of them keep cookies in their desks, and they almost all know how to properly appreciate the canine personality. Seems like something the lady may have forgotten how to do. Any minute now I'm going to get off this couch and remind her that the dog has needs.
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