Ah, ha, ye-yeah. [he sure hopes so...he hates sounding like a neanderthal. in either case, once she's got her selections, he pockets the remainder and gives her an appreciative bow of the head; at his feet, Magnet offers a little bark, tail wagging.
with that, he'll make his way out the door at grandpa speed. later taters.]
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with that, he'll make his way out the door at grandpa speed. later taters.]