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Kreacher greetings.

The other night I was looking on Netflix for something to watch after hubby went to bed. I found "Inside the Mind of a Dog" thought hmm might be interesting to see. I queued it up and settled down with Rylee to watch it. The intro started with dogs chasing their tails and jumping about - Rylee snapped to attention. As the scene progressed more and more dogs appeared - Rylee jumped down and went to the TV and jumped up - he barked at them - they didn't reply. He barked again I asked him to come back and settle down - he barked more! I had to stop the show - 1:45 minutes in. I guess he didn't want me to know what was inside his mind. Happy Thursday.

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