“Hello! Hi! What is wrong? Hello. Hi. Please pet. I love. Hello.”
Hey, buddy.
“I love. Love back. Come. Love back. Okay, I go to you.”
Oh, knock it off.
“I lick.”
Don’t lick.
“I lick.”
Don’t lick.
…
“I lick.”
Why?
“I love. And to taste.”
Taste?
“Can’t see much.”
Sure.
“Sad?”
More complicated than that.
“Sad and hungry?”
I could eat.
“Me, too. Always.”
I can’t explain it to a dog. No offense.
“Incapable of taking it.”
Madly in love with world and I also want to explode every human being’s brain with telepathy.
“Like Scanners?”
You seen that?
“All dogs big Michael Ironside fans.”
That is a surprising fact.
“Most people do not know.”
Yeah.
…
I know a guy with a mustache just like yours.
“Bobby?”
Yeah.
That dog sure has a cute nose
http://45.media.tumblr.com/bd41ef9f5557a4abebfb668fd6c119c1/tumblr_o2czk4t8ER1tpg4boo1_400.gif
Impressive