Chapter 3

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I next became a Dog, I had still not yet realized who I once was, a dog was who I would be. I lived a short life, saddened by the abuse of the people who thought they owned me. FOOLS! You cannot own a creature, that was when I tasted my former self. A glimpse through my doggy dog eyes into my not so distant past. Sadly this vision was cut short as I was defeated by a moving metal box.

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