All is happy Humna's now. Boss smell happy. Missy smell happy, an we go lookin for big house to live in. Nice Humna there like me, an give me treats even though I not go walkies with him.
Boss not takin pills no more, so no more grunty noises from the throne of smells. Throne of smells not so bad smellin neither.
Me go see my big friend twice a day, an we go smell the news. He tell me 'bout his Humna's, an I go tell him what a strange Boss mine is. He fink is funny, but he a pedigree an they is a bit fick like that.
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