After eating the loveseat, I decided that once again I had to prove to my geeky parents that this was no longer their apartment. Mom covered the loveseat with a blanket to hide my artistic montage. I can no longer get to the yummy poofy fiber that I liked to pull out of the couch and drag around the apartment when mom and dad have the audacity to leave me alone to go to work. One morning as they respectively got ready to start their day, I asserted my autonomy and climbed up onto the coffee table. I felt free for the first time in my life. Dad came out and hollared a curse at me but I didn't budge. My balls have dropped and my growl is deeper. I can reach table tops and desks and one day, I shall make it into mom and dad's bed. I am no longer a pup, I wanted to shout out to him, to mom and to the world. I am a DOG!
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