You look back into the mirror and tilt your head a bit, only being able to convey your emotions through the small vocal abilities of your own dog Bessy such as the low tone whine and a little worried wag of your own tail which...oddly enough made you feel anxious when you normally would assume Bessy is happy when she wags. "Well, that was a bit rude...but I don't think I want to be dog breathe forever! What am I gonna do, chase my own tail all da-wait is that my tail? Oh shit I can ca-...okay so it's pretty easy to get on that." You think to yourself, almost falling into the tail chase gag mid thought before drifting off into potential bods.
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