One of my gardeners, Oscar, is a body builder. The first time he came to work in my yard, Molly made a dash for it. Oscar went and got her, picked her up, and carried her back down to the house cradled like a baby (and like she weighed nothing at all.)
Ever since then, whenever Oscar comes, Molly totally loses it. She is so in love. All she does is run around whining, looking out windows and doors trying to get a good view of Oscar.
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