[It's the combination of his enthusiasm and psuedo-music playing that draws her over to him from watching someone else play Duck Hunt, and by the time he's unleashing his pent up excitement and punching the air, she's wagging her whole self to make up for an inability to applaud, throwing her head up in brief, not-quite howls.
Yes, a joyful, white wolf, if he recognizes them. Otherwise, she probably just looks like an incredibly friendly, big white dog. Certainly bigger than sweet Champion.]
get wreckd.
Yes, a joyful, white wolf, if he recognizes them. Otherwise, she probably just looks like an incredibly friendly, big white dog. Certainly bigger than sweet Champion.]