I'm a pretty smart fellow. I know a lot of words and one of them is "pizza." So when Mom says it's pizza for dinner, I'm right there! Usually, if we have pizza it's on Thursday night or Saturday afternoon, but Mom was tired this evening.
I'm not sure what the best part of the pizza is. Well, I DO, but I never get a whole slice. I get bits and bites but I'll take it. I love pepperoni! Sausage, too! And the crust! The crust is best when it crunches.
I was waiting for Dad to give me a bite when Mom took my picture. Notice how nice and polite I am while I patiently wait for crumbs. I don't jump up or paw at Dad. I KNOW he's going to give me bites because Dad takes care of me that way. Mom does, too.
I'm Deuce, and I'm a good dog for pizza.
Look at you! I can tell from your eyes that you're anticipating the tasty bites you're about to get! You are such a good boy, and cute, too!
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