I is not a happy mutt. Me playing with Boss last night and went scamper round new place. Me like play scamper. I hurt me paw, so no visit to the cookie man. When me an Boss go walkies, cookie man give me cookies. I like lots.
Now have hurt paw, no walkies, so no cookies. Very bad. Boss him say; "Me not carry you for walkies. boy. You use the yard." He a big ole meany. Then he gives I cookies, so maybe he not such a bad Boss after all.
Boss lot happies now Missy Boss home. Him not such an old grouchy boots. This makes I happies. Well, it would if my paw di'nt hurt. Missy Boss fuss and cuddle I. Me likes. I wan' little Missies here so all be happies.
Is also happies that Boss let me out of box at night so me can be big brave guard dog an bark at all the noises, till him say; "Shut up you stoopid mutt, I's try to sleep." I likes lots.
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