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GntlmnPupHandler -> Dinner Time for me and pup (8/24/2015 7:07:31 PM)
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It is dinner time, and I look over at you, kneeling down in from of me on all fours as I finish cooking supper. I take in your hair, pulled into pony tails that hang loosely down and looking much like the puppy ears they are meant to represent. I spy the collar around your neck with your tags, your name tag and your "if found" tags informing the world that you are mine. I see the harness you are wearing to support your tail sticking proudly out from your ass and the wraps around your hands preventing you from using your "paws" for anything other than walking on.
I dish up my plates and your bowls, carrying them to the table as you follow me on all fours. As you approach the table I look down saying "sit girl, stay". You obediently sit down staring up at me with your soft puppy dog eyes barking up at me just once.
I set your bowls down on the floor, food in one and water in the other, and then my plate on the table. Sitting down, I look once more over at you finding you panting as you stare over at the food in your bowls, looking up at me and back down at your bowls. Smiling I tell you you can eat.
As I eat my dinner, I hear you noisily scarfing up your food. Glancing down I briefly stroke along your back enjoying the feeling of your skin under my fingers.
You finish your dinner and look up at me barking to let me know you are done. As I am done with mine, I reach out to pick up the second napkin on the table and wipe your face clean of the last of your dinner. As I draw my hand back you dart forward giving me a soft lick on the back of my hand.
As I start clearing the plates I say to you, "So does pup think she deserves some dessert?"
I hear you start to bark and yap excitedly and watch you bouncing around on all fours excited at the special treat. Walking into the kitchen, I place a small portion of ice cream in your dish, pouring some chocolate syrup on it. You look up at me with rapt attention, your eyes wide at getting your favorite dessert.
Walking over to the couch, your dessert bowl in my hand I tell you to sit and stay again. You sit there patiently as I set your dish on the floor, sit on the couch and settle down to relax. Once I am settled in, I tell you to eat and you dive into your treat with gusto.
I stroke softly along your body as you consume your treat while I watch tv. When you bark up at me, I reach for the napkin to clean the ice-cream and chocolate that is covering your face. Smiling as indulgently I clean your face and then return to watching tv.
You sit up on the floor next to me laying your head on my thigh as I watch tv. I reach down stroking your "ears" and "coat" as we continue our relaxing evening.
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