Obviously our dog, Thelonious, thinks our leather couch stole some old lady's purse, or held up a convenience store, or did some insider trading, because he took a nice, big bite out of it.
And lately he's been carelessly leaving his iPod Nano just lying around the house like someone who doesn't care much about nice things. For the record, that's nice things and a healthy doggy figure to which Thelonious is giving the middle pad.
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