We're having a problem with Thug. In his old age, he has learned to beg. Anytime I'm anywhere near the kitchen, he runs to the refrigerator hoping I'll give him a carrot. When I'm cooking, he is under my feet either whining or making some kind if noise. You would think he'd learn it doesn't happen often. Oh well. (He is awfully cute though. Don't you think?)
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