I've been training to be an ultimate fighter. I think I'd be good at it. Mom is not for it, she thinks I'll get hurt. Dad says he agrees with Mom but I know he secretly thinks it's cool. Sometimes he even helps me train. My training got slowed a bit a few weeks ago when Mom took me to the vet and had my nails clipped -- how rude!!!
The vet is a nice lady. At my last checkup she said that now I have my adult teeth I'm big enough to be tutored and Mom could make an appointment anytime. That's ok, I think Dad is really smart so he can just tutor me at home!
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