I spend a lot of my day talking to Scooter. "Hey buddy!" "Who's a good boy!" etc etc. It's ongoing, it's constant. I spend that time assuming we're having great bonding moments, and he thinks the same as I do - that we're best friends, and he loves every moment with me.
But then yesterday it occurred to me to wonder if while I'm spending all day lavishing affection upon him he's spending the whole day wondering "seriously, wtf is this guy saying to me all goddam day?"
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