This morning, I filled Guinness' water dish... and then spilt the majority of the contents down my pants leg.
This morning, as I walked Guinness, he lunged at a truck and as I attempted to calm him, I accidentally unhooked his leash. He started towards traffic and I yelled an explicit and started after him, and I'm pretty sure he smelled my fear because he sat his ass down and looked at me like he was very, very sorry.
And it isn't even 8 o'clock yet.
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Guinn is good like that, as soon as he scares the sh*t out of you, he comes right back with his tail wagging.
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