Purrfect Sparkle. Purrfect Cure

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“Max?”

“Mh?”

“Do you think the earth is round… or flat?”

I opened one lazy eye and instructed it to take in my friend Dooley, who was lying right next to me on the lawn.“Why do you ask?”

“Well, I was talking to Buster last night, and he told me that Fido has become a member of the Flat Earth Society. And now Buster is wondering if his human is off his rocker, or if he’s onto something. And since he knows I’m a specialist, he decided to ask me for advice.”

“You’re a specialist?” I asked, quirking an amused eyebrow.

“Well, everyone knows that I watch the Discovery Channel, Max, which makes me a specialist in pretty much everything. So they all come to me with the tough questions.” He made a face. “Though I have to admit that even with all of that knowledge under my belt, some of these questions still getme stumped, like now with Buster.”

I yawned and stretched out on the smooth lawn. Ever since Chase decided to borrow his father-in-law’s lawnmower from time to time, he kept the lawn manicured to perfection, almost like a golf course. And he wasn’t getting any complaints from me. I like those golf course lawns: smooth like a billiard table, with no excess blades of grass tickling those sensitive body parts.

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