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When it comes to fuzzy belly rubs, the all-time expert must be the wooly-coated Miss Kiska. She flops upside down with a loud crash and humans ignore her command for belly rubs at their own peril.
My belly is ready. Get rubbing.
Of course, in a multiple dog household, there is always someone who wants to intrude into belly rub time.
Oooooooh, belly rub time.
Back off, Q-Tip, this is my time.
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