Hey Kid,

Wait til you hear about what has been going on this week. It has been a wild one. Everything started when The Gentleman released the dogs for their final bathroom break of the night. Keep in mind, this was after eleven o’clock at night. First, he forgot to put their collar lights on them before he let them out in the dark. So off they ran into the dark, with no visual clues to let anybody know just how real things were going to get. It was several minutes before any of the dogs were seen again. But it wasn’t until The Gentleman opened the door to let them back in before anyone realized just how potent of a problem we had. In the course of mere seconds, an unholy aroma began to fill the entire house. At the time I had been in the middle of reading a most marvelous book that I came upon recently, called, How to Win Friends and Influence People. It’s been quite an interesting read. So far, I highly recommend it.

As I was saying though, I had been sitting there enjoying my book, when all of a sudden, I heard the sound of shrieking and shouting. When I walked out of the office, it was to see Mabel, standing in the dining room, waving her hands and shrieking as loudly as you can imagine. I opened my mouth to ask her what in the world was going on, when my nose suddenly caught up to the reality of the surrounding air...

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