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“Uh, Brownie they’re doing it again. Why does your dad keep kissing my dad on the mouth? Does have a treat in there?”
“I dunno,” Brownie said. “When I take him on walks to meet other humans, he hugs some of them but never kisses them on the mouth or shares treats.”
Buddy titled his head. “I don’t get it.” 
“Me neither. You think it has to do with why you spend the night more and more?” Brownie asked.
“Maybe. Lately there’s been a lot of boxes at my house and dad’s been making a mess.” Buddy looked towards the corner. “They brought my bed over here this time too. I think I’m going to be spending the night more.”
Brownie harrumphed. “As long as you know it’s my territory.”
“I’m bigger!” Buddy persisted. 
“Doesn’t matter.”
Buddy sighed. He tilted his head to the other side. “Your dad is still kissing my dad. What is in his mouth?”
Brownie glanced around. “I dunno. But I think this the perfect time to try and shred that Christmas present under the tree that smells a lot like treats. They’re perfectly distracted. You go left, I go right. Then we meet in the backyard. Copy?”

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