You had me at dogs

Quid and I have struck a deal. Every morning she flies up the stairs, leaps onto our bed, and attacks my nose with her sharp little teeth. And I am awakened.

~ Alexandra Horowitz from, What Do Dogs Know About Us? – The Atlantic

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You had me at, “dogs.”

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