a very long time ago [but still worth sharing] i was tasked with taking the beast to the vet. i loved him an incredible amount, but he really didn't love being in the car. he tunneled his way down on the floorboards [an incredible feat for such a large puppy].

i tried talking to him, petting him as i drove, using the voice humans usually use for babies. he was unimpressed. 

he was incredibly well-behaved at the vet, sitting still as they weighed him inspected the growth on his knee. he didn't seem too bothered by anything.

but something i did or said must have offended him. he didn't speak to me the whole way home. 

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