Yesterday we were at the church picnic, which was held at a friend's house. They have a VERY large labradoodle - friendly, gentle dog. C loved him, but was naturally intimidated by his size. When she stood and he sat next to her, they saw eye to eye. At one point, Twizzler leaned over and sniffed C's face.
C: Momma, Twizzler likes my nose.
Me: Yes, he does.
C (nervously): But, Momma? I like my nose, too!
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