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 Happiness is wearing old jeans, an older t-shirt and rolling around on the floor play-fighting with a six month old black retriever puppy in an empty house. Cuddles, kisses and lots of biting. Every inch of me has been chewed, dribbled on and pounced upon.

Here is a video of, I swear, the actually puppy version of Zack *watches Amarissia's Choir* Not the proper playfighting, because you have to use two hands to do that. But some fun. No actual editing to speak of, though.