This is Diablo the demon dog. Six pounds of barking, yipping, pooping fluff.
Diablo's thought process: Did I just hear fireworks on the TV? I better start barking. Why is Lindsay sitting at that computer all day? Maybe if I bark at her she'll take off those headphones. Why does Lindsay keep trying to get me to go potty outside? I might get my dainty paws wet. Uh oh, I think someone might have walked by 2 streets away. I better bark at them. Is Lindsay trying to sleep? I better bark some more so she knows I'm here.
Mom please come home soon.
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