Yeah, fine.

Whatever. It's official now, Max lives here.

He doesn't live in my crate, though. That's a relief.
He doesn't eat out of my dish.
He doesn't beat up on my cat-I make sure of that.

He is a fast runner.
That makes him fun to chase.
He is a good wrestler.
That makes him fun to play with.
He is a good snorer.
Bound to have learned that from me.
And he hates the big swimming pool as much as I do.

Ok, I guess he can stay. He's goofy and he slobbers a lot, but he's fun.

For an uncle, anyway.

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