This is a picture of my dog in Jordan's arms. He has turned her into his dog. She ignores us now. She looks at me now only to give the look that suggests I should piss off. My services are no longer needed. My fella says, "It's a dog. It doesn't care!" That earned him a good hearty smack upside the head. She's my dog and I care. Oh well. As long as she's happy, I suppose that's all that matters. Jordan is happy too, so it was worth the price of admission to hang out at my place with my dog.
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