Cesar Milan is my doggy Jesus. I worship him. This is Marlon Bianchi. He used to pull his leash on his walks, puppy bite in excitement, and jump all over other dogs. Now he walks by my side, licks instead of biting, sits when he sees other dogs, is my furry alarm clock, buys me beer, does the dishes, waters the plants, and tells me I'm beautiful.
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Wow, he can do all that. You must have some kind of magic. I thought Tippet was good. She can fetch, sit, shake, lie down, speak, roll over, crawl, wait, leave it, go to her bed, sleep on Brent's side of the bed, clean kitchen messes, and when she thinks you are mad she will lick your nose until you laugh. Please teach me the beautiful trick one of these days.
Wow, the Bianchi family must be so proud of their Marlon!
since you left, marlon has been forced to jump on noah every morning after our walk ... it is not as pleasant for him as noah has really bad morning breath and usually sends marlon across the room in sleepy irritation. we miss you!
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