“I think Gilligan needs professional training,” I said, huddled in the corner of our couch while our 16-month-old Labrador Retriever ran sprints from the couch to an armchair in the dining room and back, gnawing a shredded shopping bag in his mouth, leaving crumpled carpets and plastic bits in his wake.
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