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There was a soft click of teeth and a gentle snuffling as he pressed his front teeth, and consequently his nose, between his pads as he fussed at the snow lodged there. Fortunately, tongue and teeth made reasonably quick work of the offending material, and he dropped one paw in order to pick up the other. It was at this time that his ear swivelled to sound of crunching, the tacky snow giving away Capriccio's easy approach.

He welcomed her with several flourishes of his tail and a smile, and as she drew close enough he reached out to poke her shoulder companionably. "How are you?" He murmured as he somewhat quietly resumed the clicking and snuffling, working the snow free from his other paw. He was not the least bit ashamed or embarrassed to be caught grooming himself.