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The Saga of Ace and Dot

“Dot was drinking the Christmas tree water again,” Ace said, eyeing the puppy with disdain.

“That’s no big deal,” I told him. “I’ll be taking it down soon anyway.”

“She also has one of your shoes,” he said.

“Maybe you should start minding your own business and not minding hers,” I replied.

“I don’t have any business,” he shot back. “I’m just helping you.”

“Thanks, but I think I’ve got it under control,” I said. “Try to relax.”

“I can’t,” he said with a low growl.

“That’s true,” I had to admit. “You’ve always been a bit anxious.”

“Anxious?” Dot piped up. “He’s a grump.”

Ace turned and walked ou...

 

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