[What the hell is shame? Cassel has no idea - at least not right now. Now, he's just pleased with the attention and leaning hard against Dean's hand. At one point he almost falls over, but recovers himself and turns the stumble into . . . sort of a side-step thing. Which he totally meant to do.]
[He squints happily up at Dean, puts his paws up on his knees, and then jumps on his shoulders, the better to impede his progress with.]
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[He squints happily up at Dean, puts his paws up on his knees, and then jumps on his shoulders, the better to impede his progress with.]