Now, let me be honest: I really liked being at home. It was warm, cozy, and full of potential chew toys (apparently, they call them “furniture”). Going outside? Yeah, not my thing. The hallway in front of the apartment? Nope, smelled weird. The elevator? Absolutely not. A tiny metal box that moves? Sounds like a trap to me.
And then there was the world outside. It was big, loud, and full of strange smells. There were other dogs out there, too! Some looked like they could be fun to play with, but I kept hearing this thing about “not being fully vaccinated.” No clue what that means, but apparently, it’s why I couldn’t join their games. So instead, I watched them with my best sad puppy eyes while pretending I totally wasn’t interested. (I was.)
Those weird doors and moving boxes are super suspicious… so I do my best to avoid them at all costs!
But let’s get one thing straight: The elevator? Still a trap.
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