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Whenever the Hu-dad fires up the grill, the grill helpers quickly appear. You know, just in case something might be dropped and need to be cleaned up.
Sniff. Mmmmmmmm. I love the smell of a grill in the evening.
You’re cooking our dinner, right, Hu-dad?
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Hmmm, That could almost be Ice & Ayla there. They used to do the same thing. Our bbq is on the deck, and they used to “circle” Roy whenever he was bbq’ing, too! Ice, now by himself, he doesn’t much bother.