[Naturally, her giddiness is contagious. He has to bite back down a laugh of his own, which is not normal for a man who usually lets them fly loose and free.]
That is what I should be saying to you, I think.
[Up goes the sweatshirt, slipping up past her head.]
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Quickly, now.
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That is what I should be saying to you, I think.
[Up goes the sweatshirt, slipping up past her head.]
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Shh-hh!
[ and then the work of scooping herself into the so-called "cups". her tail swishes eagerly behind her ]