What I think about when dog and I get into a staring contest

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I sometimes find myself staring at the dog and wondering how I’d look with his nose and how he’d look with mine. And I wonder if he’s thinking the same thing.



I doubt it. I think when he looks at me he’s wondering when I’m going to eat again. 



He’s a very small dog, a yipper. I guess his brain’s about the size of a walnut. I think he devotes all his minuscule brain power