The other night I went over to the Begman embassy with Isabelle and Addison and some contraption they claimed was full of dynamo blew up and now I have a sore spot on my hip. It doesn't hurt that much. I intend on showing everyone the sore spot. Then! I will get more cookies from the cookie jar.
Though she has no fluffy tail, she is my girl. When I first became her friend, people would remark that dogs have boys, not girls. But who wants a boy when girls like Isabelle smell so good
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