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Suddenly all by himself, the last male puppy had no one left with which to cuddle. All he could do was sit in the play pen alone, whimpering as his world walked on by. So, I opened up the gate and he was no longer all alone. Matza, Max and even his father, Bisket, slowly but surely came by to visit. One small puppy wasn't quite as intimidating as before when all five hyperactive monsters where here to attack them all at once. Now he spent most of his time outside the play pen taking naps nearby my chair. He also began taking more interest in his family, following his parents as they moved about the house. He even was responsible enough to return to the papered pen for potty time. |