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all poise, all restrain forgotten, remembering only to pick up his jaw off the floor, gucci padded over to seat himself.

"nawt half as enchanted as ah m!" with a grin he extended his forelegs towards the she-dog. 

if she remembered the human gesture, or the command every pup learns, and gave him her paw, gucci would take it into his own two tiny ones, one on top and one on the pawpad, and delight at the contact.

if not, he would remain like it for a moment, before realizing she wouldn't reciprocate, and set his paws down again - but neither his smile nor his enthusiasm would be quelled.

"oh we simply must prattle on n on 'bout all'a th' human n housepet thangs, but first-!" he turned to tavina. "where oh where didja find this bug's ear of a gal!"