You wake up in your apartment as you feel your dog lick your hand. "No, Bagby, no." you say, annoyed that you're awake at this ungodly hour. Bagby whines and finally you give in. "Alright, alright, I suppose you have to pee and I have to go to work. C'mon boy. Outside!" You slide open the patio door to let Bagby out and you notice something rather odd.
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