Why didn't he knock at my door? Thoughts
were gushing through my tiny doggo head, I head down to the local supermarket and pick up some newspapers to see if I can obtain clues and information. I'm the best at what I do, so most stores and intersections can be viewed by me on camera. I search through the security footage of everything camera in Dogetown, Owie for some reason drives to my house in a
black van and places something on my lawn. "This is so complicated for my doggo head! BARF BARF." I head down to the bar to get someone to cheer me up. The bartender doesn't seem to know anything much about Owie, but I see him with a group of people talking. I had one more sip of my beer, since I've always been weak like that. I finally walk home revolver in mouth and stumbling in many directions. I get inside and view over the newspapers that I picked up earlier. "OH my doawg he's starting a cult,and he is the leader!" That darn Owie! I'm gonna stop him somehow, I have to!
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Deputy Doge.
FantasyThe sheriff of dogetown, deputy Doge noticed something strange he hasn't seen in all his doggo days. What is it you may ask? You have to read some deputy Doge to find out.
