a skolarly treetis on wot the hek has happend to my bakyard

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay sum may hav notisd in reesent pikchers that my bakyard is not as green as it yoozed to be bak wen trixie wuz keeping it sayf frum eevil perpetraytors and yoo no wot??? its troo!!! the fotografik evidense is inkontrovertibul!!!

my bak yard wunse upon a time wen trixie wuz in chardj
my bak yard now that saya is in chardj

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The Love Pup

After my audacious escape from the ghost containment grid in which I was wrongly imprisoned, I have resumed my duties at the university. Unfortunately, my office was heavily damaged when the Ghostbusters crossed the streams, so I have moved into temporary quarters in the Department of Automotive Studies. Here they are working on a project to create a car with an artificial intelligence, one that can, they say, almost drive itself. It sounds like the stuff of science fiction to me, but I will do what I can to help them; I love riding in the car, and one that drives itself would never get tired of ferrying me around town or to the dog park. They even have a prototype, and the prototype has a name: Herbie.

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