Bruce just stays where he is. He really could muscle his way in if he wanted, he was a man-sized dog after all, but that would probably get them left outside. He drops the plates into Stan's lap and gives Betty a soft woof.
Hey, good idea. Try laying down and put your nose against the door, now. Less scratching, more pathetic. His tongue lolls dumbly as he tilts his head the other way and flips his ears forward.
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Date: 2012-10-16 07:55 am (UTC)From:Hey, good idea. Try laying down and put your nose against the door, now. Less scratching, more pathetic. His tongue lolls dumbly as he tilts his head the other way and flips his ears forward.