Again?

They were going to have many questions. He twisted the knob with his paws, had to turn to fit through the door.


His mom staggered, clenched her apron.


His dad sighed. “Turned you into a dog again?”


“No!”


“Biscuit, dear?” said his mom.


He wagged his tail.


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