You all know how cute, funny and moody my dog can be. You’ll get a good giggle out of this story!
She started doing her little murble-growl thing and got our attention. Patrick started saying “wanna go out? wanna go outside? come on, let’s go out!”
She started hopping all over the place and running around. He stood up like he was going to take her out, she ran and jumped onto the futon instead of running toward the door. I said “see, she knows you’re full of it and that you’re not the one who takes her out!”
He said “pfft she’s not intelligent enough to know the difference.”
I said “wanna bet? Watch this.” Then I started talking to her and asked the SAME questions. When I stood up, she ran toward the door. I sat back down and he started asking her again. This time when he stood up and started walking she ran UNDER the futon (where she always runs to “hide” when they’re playing and she’s going to ambush him when he walks past) 
So of course when I stood back up, she made a break toward the door and I had to make good on the offer to take her out
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