When you wake up, Sparky is nudging you. You look at the time: 7am. You didn't feed him last night, so you go and put some pokeblocks in his bowl. When it is empty again, Sparky looks up at you expectantly. You stroke his head and ears thinking what that ball was, when a thought crosses your mind.
"Don't I always have to bend down to stroke you?", you ask Sparky, yet here you are, standing up straight and yet you can reach down to his chin.
You run to the kitchen and grab a tape measure. When you last measured Sparky, he was 2' 3" to the top of his head. Now he was 3' 5" and still growing. Then he...
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