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Peter obliged and let him up, and Gannet hopped sideways, rump waggling and tail going a mile a minute.  He met Eljay's greeting with a hearty chin lick of his own, then watched as Peter requested play.  Did he want to play?  Maybe!

He watched a minute longer, then skipped in and attacked uncle Eljay's hind leg, grasping the ankle and biting gently with small play noms.