After work I sat on the couch, and Ollie (again, my dog) bounded over to me and promptly stuck his nose down the front of my fleece. In shock I looked down as he nosed around between "the girls" for a second, and then I pulled his head out and looked at him in shock. He kept trying to stick his head under my fleece. I got up from the couch and sat on the floor hoping that would make him stop.
He leapt down and proceeded to stick his head under my fleece and to lick my tank top. "What on Earth", I said to Sunshine. Ollie kept at it. And then it hit me.
One of the kids had dropped food down my shirt at work. And Ollie had found it.
Ew.
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