Last night, mom and dad went to play games with some other humans who live in a big cage down the street. I wonder if they chased mice like my brother and I do when we play? Maybe next time I can go with them. Well, maybe not. The other humans have one of those d-o-g things, although it’s not much bigger than me. I don’t think I’d like her very much though. She doesn’t smell very good. Mom and dad came home smelling like her. She must have forced herself on them because I know they wouldn’t have willingly touched that thing. That’s just silly.
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