Betty is resolved to be the perfect guest...er...pet. She sits immediately, quelling any impulses to run around and smell everything. She tries to say thank you, but it just comes out as barks and yips. Stan seems to understand though as she gets down to drink, rubbing her ears. And then he's gone.
Betty laps at the dish, grabbing at it with her paws at first to try and figure out how to drink like this. But eventually she gets the hang of it. So thirsty...
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Date: 2012-11-24 07:00 am (UTC)From:Betty laps at the dish, grabbing at it with her paws at first to try and figure out how to drink like this. But eventually she gets the hang of it. So thirsty...