“Actually,” said Scout, “I believe I am on another adventure.” He wriggled under the shiny black dress hem.
“Oh, do tell then,” said Clyde.
“I’m after a mugger,” said Scout.
“A hugger?” said Clyde. He was a little deaf. “I would imagine you receive plenty of hugs. They probably come to you. Why would you have to go after them?”
“NO!” said Ike. “MMMMugger, you nitwit.” He made m-m-m-m noises with his lips.
Clyde rolled his eyes at Ike. Since Boston Terriers have large eyes, he very was good at it.
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