Sum dogs dowent realize whooze Boss, Awl waz goin well wiff Buc and me until he 8 mi fued, , letz just sae it dident go well after that, I was a nurvus rec, when they left, I slept 4 2 ours. He waz niec but knot a good guesst, Eyem a grazzer ,eat wen eye want, food is alweighs out, Buc is a chomper, gulps his fued til itz gone ,eatz 2se a dae, saw mi fued and chomped it, Eye saed HEY, He just gave me a confused look. He-z the kind of guesst that wood taek the last Doenut, U no ” Morrisonistic”