dorky
(by the way, I have no idea how to tell Boots that he's not actually my dog. He spends more time with me than he does D, not even wanting to sleep with the kid (who is totally jealous of this fact). On the plus side I've got him sitting on command and almost potty trained. I just wish the other half of this dynamic duo would remember that his bathroom is outside.)
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