Funny thing happened tonight…
Nala, our boxer, (well, technically, Rob’s parent’s dog) was lying on the floor
and as I just hurt my back, I told her that if she wanted me to pet her, she
would have to sit up. So I’m standing there going, “Up! Up! Up Nala! Get Up!”
not angrily though. I said it in a friendly, high-pitched voice and with a hand
gesture. She just sat there looking at me funny, which was weird because she
usually gets up after only one or two “Up!”s. Then I circled my finger over her
and said, “Wingardium Leviosa!” … and wouldn’t you know it, she got up. I love
that kooky dog!
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