My parents left for a date that night. It was just me and my dog Patty.
Whenever I go to bed, Patty would go under my bed and lick my hand.
When I went to bed that night, it would be like any other night.
When I woke up that morning, my parents were in my room looking angry at me.
"Son, why did you leave Patty outside all night?"
I screamed. We don't have a doggy door. Who was licking my hand that night?
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