When I talk on the

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When I talk on the phone, when I have five cups of hot tea in my system, I can't stay still. Sometimes, I stand on the bed. Sometimes this poor dog is over and out... deep asleep. Then you trip on her and almost put an elbow through the wall. This is how she wakes up. This is how confused she looks.

She shouldn't be on my bed anyway, though.


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