Look it’s a dog! And I think he might be hungry. Or maybe someone stole his bone. I would never do that–unless it was a dog biscuit made of fishy flakes–and that would have been tasty. Maybe I should go before he figures out that his bone is gone? He’s a bit bigger than I am. Oh dear–which way? I don’t know where I am AGAIN.
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