"Keep moving everyone! Danger and his gang mustn't take over Manhattan!" Snowball commanded the small group around him the next morning. Grunting a reply, Ripper headed off with a bulldog and a beagle. All three dogs had their noses close to the ground. Two Siamese cats raced up a nearby fire escape for a better view.
Snowball suddenly heard footsteps behind him as Tattoo remarked, "Boss, you feeling okay? You look like you haven't slept in forever." Rubbing his forehead, Snowball mumbled sleepily, "I'm fine Tattoo, no need to worry. It's not like I'm dying!"
Taking a step forward, Snowball felt lightheaded all of the sudden. A moment later, his face made contact with the pavement. He barely heard his comrades as the world faded away...
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The Secret Life of Pets Problems in New York
FanfictionAs the pets try to settle down from recent events, problems begin arising. A mysterious dog threatens their lives. Also, some pets are dealing with personal problems of their very own. Will Max and his friends triumph over these challenges or will t...
