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As the human dinner was being placed on the table, Landon thought he would do a drive-by sniff to determine what’s for dinner.
The canine dinner was served and finished, but now it was the human’s turn. Food was dipped on plates and placed on the kitchen table, but Landon decided he needed a complete inspection of their diet. He was caught asking “What’s for dinner?”
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