Forgot his bone
The silly dog, the living race car, is trying to find his bone. He jogs, and jumps to
find his bone. He continued to job then runs until he gets lost and can't find his bone
nomore. He looks around, doesnt know where to go. He runs some more to realize
he has his bone with him all along when he was about to wine out loud.
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