OK, folks. This is going to have to be quick, because I'm sneaking onto the computer while Mommy and Daddy aren't looking. I wanted to tell you what they did to me yesterday. They took me to...THE VET. When I got there, this lady in a white coat poked and prodded me, used some cold, plastic thing to get a stool sample, and then...(deep, shuddering breath), stuck me with needles. Lots of needles. The whole time this was going on, Mommy and Daddy were right there. They saw what was going on, and they just stood there! They do this do me every year...WHY?So, will someone please call the SPCA or something for me? This has got to stop!!
Sincerely,
Woody
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