Or, more properly, the side on which my bread is buttered. My humans are all wonderful and lovely and I am extremely fond of them all. The adult male is so much fun to dote in he is cute when he talks to me, and he is always happy to give me a run or massage. As of late he is not so willing to give me treats. It seems that the adult female has some influence over him on this topic. Grrrrr. I proceed with my plans to open the refrigerator independently some day.
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