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When Buffy was
little, he nursed from a bottle. When I tried to wean him at 5
months old, he refused solid foods. That
problem was solved by substituting his bottle milk with water.
Buffy took one
suck and angrily threw the bottle across the kitchen. Then he
ran after it and sucked again. A second time he flung it. By
that night he had abandoned his beloved bottle and ate solid
food.
Many things
about Buffy I learned the hard way. I never appreciated how
long his anteater-like tongue was until we were playing one
day when he was still a cub.
With a piece
of candy in my mouth, I blew gently into Buffy's face to watch
his nose twitch. In a blink, Buffy snaked his long tongue to
the very back of my throat. He licked my tonsils and stole the
candy. While I gagged, friends howled laughing.
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