<div>I too, have no cure and, in fact, do suffer the same syndrome even though I go about cleaning up after and chasing and sighing and snuggling the 7 1/2 month BHP who is at this moment pulling the paper out of the trash can under the desk next to my feet.</div>
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<div> I just spent the past half hour out in the frozen tundra of my backyard crunching through 8 inches of snow and refrozen ice as he jumped and spun and buried his nose in it and then dashed to yet another spot of bunny tracks to inspect. I came in and peeled off the layers of clothes and hoped for a reprieve but no, he is pestering again alternating with running up and down this hallway and rooting in the waste paper basket and then running out again. In between he pesters the pwincess who wants to snooze in the sunspot and goes to the kitchen and bawks at the door where the kibble is.</div>
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<div>I guess I have to give in and fill up the bowls...at least its a temporary reprieve...about 3 minutes if I'm lucky!<br><br>Pwincess LilyGurl, Rudy <strong><font size="4">BHP</font></strong>- Protege to the pwincess, and the rest of the entourage<br>
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