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The Leanin' Dog by K.A. Nuzum

I looked down at her on the porch.

"It's okay, dog. I won't hurt you.  I want to be friends."

She stretched her nose out toward me, it went crazy, sniffing quick and loud.

Oh! That big brown nose was cold as ice and nice and wet.  And her saggy jowls that brushed against my hand as she sniffed it all over, they were velvety soft.

Her tail thumped, and she laid her head back on her front paws, and when I took my next scootch, she didn't move a whit."  K.A. Nuzum

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