Sarahspace: Boys we are moving to a new house this weekend. The new house is much nicer but the yard is not as big, but there is a huge park right next door for you to play.

Pasha: I don’t want to move. I like it here.

Truck: I’m ready; let’s go. I hate this dump.

Sarahspace: There won’t be a fence at the new house for a couple of weeks, so I will need you to be extra good.

Truck: Bitch, move! I want to go. NOW!

Pasha: What about Boots (neighbor dog)?

Truck: I fucking hate Boots.

Sarahspace: Boots is going to stay here, but I am sure you will make new friends.

Truck: Get your keys and let go.

Sarahspace: Truck if you don’t stop being such a wicked wee beastie, momma will be forced to sell you to gypsies.