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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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