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But then, something happens. It starts off as just playing. We're having so much fun at the time that we just don't think about what might happen next. We just kinda go into automatic dogilot... ya know?
Well... um... they say that a picture says a thousand words. Whoever they are.I can assure you that we heard more than a thousand words from dogmom when she came in Saturday afternoon and saw this...
Wuf Ya!
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Holy Cannoli, guys! If I did that mom would have my butt in a sling! You guys aren't ever gonna stay out of jail let me tell you.
Well, Tos... you might, um, say that our butts ARE in slings... since she bought us our individual jails instead of having us share the big condo. There isn't much room to move around in here, ya know?
Solitary Confinement! Geeze!
Pretty much... but at least we know her memory isn't too good... so we'll be out in no time.
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