"Princess, if we're working dogs,shouldn't we help the movers load the truck?"
"It depends. What are they offering to satisfy my taste buds?"
"Cupcake, maybe we should help them move that sofa."
"Big Boy, every long journey always begins with a meaty bone. No bones? No work."
Both dogs are handling the packing really well. They're hanging out and watching the action without much fuss. Neither seems to be too disgruntled, yet. Just wait until they have to sit behind bars for 13 hours. I'm sure there will be hell to pay.
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