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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 21:52:06 GMT -5
Max jumped up on Gabe's shoulders,still licking him.
"I think he likes you." Kayla said,picking the squeaky toys up, "He might just have been showing off his toys."
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 21:55:02 GMT -5
Gabe petted Max on the head.
"How sweet...they bonded..." Brooklyn said teasingly.
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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 21:55:34 GMT -5
Max purred,rubbing his head against Gabe's hand.
Kayla grinned, "He's never acted that way with people before.consider yourself lucky." she said.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 22:00:41 GMT -5
Gabe smiled a little still petting the cat.
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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 22:02:38 GMT -5
Max hopped down,prancing over to his green castle,disappearing in there and pulling out Brooklyns tattered,and slightly hair-balled flip-flop and giving it to Gabe,looking up at him and swishing his tail back and forth.
Kayla laughed, "Look Brookly,your shoe!" she said.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 22:07:25 GMT -5
Gabe handed it to Brooklyn who held it up with two fingers like it was diseased and then said, "Well...There's another pair I can't wear..."
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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 22:09:13 GMT -5
Max started running in between Gabe's legs,hitting him with his tail.
"Okay fuzzy monster," Kayla said,picking Max up,who immedeatly curled up in her arms, "you have had enough fun for one day."
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 22:11:05 GMT -5
Gabe and Brooklyn returned to the couch.
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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 22:19:08 GMT -5
Max trotted back into the living room,staring at Gabe and Brooklyn.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 22:20:30 GMT -5
Brooklyn patted the couch. "C'mon Max...you can lay up here with us."
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Post by Race on Sept 2, 2007 22:23:38 GMT -5
Max hopped up there,staring at them still.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 2, 2007 22:28:16 GMT -5
Brooklyn petted Max until she fell asleep on Gabe again.
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Post by Tellie on Sept 2, 2007 23:38:11 GMT -5
Tellie shook her head and wandered back into the kitchen to grab a water bottle. "You need one that quotes Ferris Bueller's Day Off. I can imagine it now: Seven in the morning. I'm getting ready for rehearsal, when all of a sudden I hear, 'Why'd you kick me?' 'Where's your brain?' 'Why'd you kick me?' 'Where's your brain?', followed by a few rounds of, 'I'm dying' 'You're not dying, you just can't think of anything good to do.'"
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Post by Race on Sept 3, 2007 12:29:13 GMT -5
"They have one,just haven't ordered it yet." Kayla said,smirking.
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Post by Brooklyn on Sept 3, 2007 17:49:49 GMT -5
"Why's ya cat starin' at me...?" Gabe asked nervously.
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