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No Dog is an Island
I know I'm not supposed to be up on the mattress when Mom washes the sheets on the little bed in the guest room--- but if I hide my head in the blanket, she can't see me!
And yes, Mom fixed my toy after I de-squeaked it. But first she put it in the trash saying it was too torn up for me to play with! I was so lost without it---I gave her pitiful looks until she saved it as it's my nap noodle.





