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fantasy story of Chihiro Ootsuka :
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rs staring at me.
I went back into the living room and sat on the sofa, still
trembling a little from the excitement. I couldn't get my mind back on
the program though. I felt ashamed for having screamed at Max and,
after a few minutes, walked back out into the kitchen with the intention
of apologizing. Maybe that sounds really crazy, apologizing to a dog,
but I knew it was the only thing I could do......
Max shrunk back into the corner tightly as I approached and I could
see that he was shaking in fright. God, talk about make a person feel
guilty! I reached out to pet his head, talking softly.
"I'm sorry, Max", I said. His ears perked up and he lifted his
face out of the blanket. "Yesss, Rita is sorry for yelling at the poor
fella." He tried to lick my hand and I didn't stop him, letting him lick
while using my other hand to scratch behind his ears. "Did you smell
something good between my sweaty old legs", I asked. "You sh
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