Midnight used to cross his right paw over his left paw, put his muzzle on his paws, and whine while I said one or another Grace, and once I said, "Amen", the dog would chow down.
Midnight's favorite grace was: Good food, good meat, Good God, let's eat! Amen!"
(a historical Grace - that of (Saint) Sir Thomas More)
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