H. Bill and his littermates do not like kisses. This is a shame, because they taste good when I DO give them kisses.
Marty did not make me practice lying on my mat, and I got one of my candy cane rawhides that Aunt Becky gave me for Christmas while H. Bill and his littermates watched a movie and yelled at me not to kiss them.
When they went to bed, I decided I should guard them. They did not think they needed guarding!
Silly people! Who doesn't like kisses!?
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