uh oh...I don't like the look of this

I barked nervously as my favorite couch was hoisted out of the house. All the memories -- gone! The sweet taste of the cushions, the crunchiness of the zippers, the satisfying rip of material...it was all gone. Now mom has a NEW sofa...she won't let me on it or even near it. She calls it the "three-foot-rule." At least Dill isn't allowed either. Hmmmph.

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