The other day, I had to take the pooch to the office. The weather outside was frightful. Pooch had a grand time jumping on the couch, begging for treats from lunches, and barking at people passing on the street. On the way home, we were at a stop light - and a balding, older man in the car next to us, rolls down his window, leans out of it, and repeatedly makes kissing faces at us. Gosh, I hope he was making a play for pooch.
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