Our dog, Chocula, has an extreme and constant need for space. She loves it when you take her outside and let her play in the grass, in your flowerbeds, or in the grass she loves to run in. Our house has an empty cat tree and a large tree for Chocula to play in. Our dog likes to play in the tree, too, and her favorite of all is the red basket that she likes to play in.
You could say that Chocula has a life of her own. She’s going to spend her life in the tree, and she’s going to be the tree. She’s going to be the basket. She’s going to be everything we can’t be. The thing is, she also doesn’t want me to take her outside. We take her outside in the dog carrier. That’s it.
I guess we should just go outside and play.
Oh boy, you have got to be kidding me. You are just being silly. You know, Chocula is a dog, and I am a dog. You are just being idiotic. You know what else I am? I dont know what you are.
I hate to break it to you, but Chocula is a dog. I am not a dog. I am a dog-dog. I am a dog-dog. I am a dog-dog. Chocula is a dog, and I am a dog. Chocula is a dog, and I am a dog. Chocula is a dog, and I am a dog. Chocula is a dog, and I am a dog.
Dogs are sooooo cute, and sooooooo adorable. If you give them enough exercise they can grow up to be really cool dogs. I love it when a dog runs up to me and says, “Hey, I’m Chocula.
The best dog in the world, the one I would spend most of my life with, is a dog. Chocula is that dog. It’s the best dog I know, and I’m probably going to one day lose it. One day.
So I have two dogs. One dog is named Chocula. Then there’s another dog named Chocula that I don’t really like very much. It’s a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog. Its a dog.
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