A big, furry dog akwardly bounded into my room.
"Hi Sammy, good morning boy." I said tiredly, and let out another yawn.
He purred like a cat. He obviously enjoyed me scratchnig his big, floppy ear.
I looked around and smiled. My life was exactly the way I pictured it when I was just a little girl, except the fact that I wasn't married of course. But, I did have a nice big house, all to Sammy and myself, the perfect job, and well-needless to say, my life was perfect...

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