[ The pugs swarm in a happy mess of wriggling butts and tongues over their bro-pug. Which leads to a tangling of leashes and Bruce doing his best not to trip himself all over the place. ]
Uh, I. The dogs had an appointment. You know, with the vet, so. Brought them all in.
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Uh, I. The dogs had an appointment. You know, with the vet, so. Brought them all in.
[ Wobbles-- Nope, we're good. Not falling
yet. ]You?