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A few days ago I told my husband that Renee is learning to be a Pit Bull. He says "How so?" and I said
"Because she is always by my side and she does her best to make me feel better when I am sad and sick of the bullshit." I'd had a rough day.


Last night, Renee slept with us. This morning, my husband says "Yeah, Renee is learning to be a Pit Bull."

I said "Really? How so?"

He says "She stole the covers and spent the night with her feet digging into my back. Every time I tried to move she scooted closer to me."