oliver, what will become of him

why must those idoit humans banish me out here, oliver thought to himself. he treaded across the sidwalk that he had crossed so many times before, resulting a series of paths he could take. his plan was to eat enourmous amount of snow and retreat mback the the house where he would urinate over the humans new carpet. wthout any other companion, it was the most creative thing oliver had done in a while


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