Bright sunshine permeated the room. There, on the refrigerator, was stuck a cryptic note. I went forward to have a closer look and broke out in hysteric laughter. The note shows my puppy, Creep, signing off with a paw print. It is an incontrovertible fact that dogs can't write.
To find out who was the ridiculous joker, I importuned every single one of my family during dinner for the sake of fun and curiosity. My Grandfather said, "My dear, I still have my legs. How can I be that lame?" When all of them denied and looked totally clueless, it sent a chill down my spine.
Being incredulous about the mystery going on in the house, I ran to my puppy and shook Creep hard, 'It's not you who did it right! Say yes puppy, say yes!' I think I was insane to do so.
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