As you have all noticed, St. Patrick's Day didn't start out too well for me. Marty made me wear her sweatshirt, AND THEN she put that picture up where everyone could see it. I was home alone plotting my revenge when my great-grandhuman arrived. I was not expecting him, AND he was not wearing green! My day got better right then, but it got EVEN better when Marty and Lyle came home from work.Lyle made steak, Navidson brought Dan over, and we got to HELP WITH THE STEAK! And my great-grandhuman gave us treats. (Marty says he likes Navidson better than me, but I know that is a lie.)
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