Mason, knocking on the bedroom door for Marshal: "Knock, knock, it's your neighborhood!"
I was laying in bed with Maso, tickling his head, when I found a little crusty on his head... and of course couldn't help myself, and starting picking it. Mason looked at me and said - "What'd ya get.... a fuzzy???"
He's got this sweet husky voice. And he's handsome. And I love him.
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