Slams into the glass door, more than once.
Eats mice yet runs from cats.
Mmm, Food! Eew,I feel sick. Puke. Mmm look, more food!
Has suffered over a dozed concussions from the toilet seat falling on his head.
Spends hours staring at kitchen cabinet, possibly waiting for a tiny horse and carriage to come diving out.
Doesn't know how to lift his leg when he pees.
When I point at a squirrel, he looks at my finger.
I say: "Lets go for a outside". He lies down or runs upstairs.
Lengthy pause after "Bow" while it tries to remember "Wow"
He may be dumb... but he winks at me all the time so I love him.
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