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So Nick and I came back to his house today from the gym to realize that his key to the house was locked inside it. We went in through the garage and looked in the locked door quite forlorn. Both of our dogs were inside looking up at us, wondering why we weren't coming in. And we proceeded to try to communicate with them. Arwen knows a trick where she brings her paw up and puts it in your hand. This same motion could conceivably open the door from the inside. So we began shouting commands at her thorough the door. At first this seemed to only make Arwen very neurotic and Roland very excited. Roland began jumping up on the door, very close the the knob but not quite close enough. And then, glorious day, Arwen reached up her paw and opened the door. My dogs a fucking genius and I love her.
Take that cat people.
Take that cat people.