So mom and dad switched me to a new kind of food with more flavor recently, but I may have gained some weight. I asked dad if I was fat, and he said “Nah, I can see your ab”.
Who am I? I am Donut. I am good, but not an angel. I am just a small fluffy dog in a big world trying to find someone to give me belly rubs. But it doesn't take much to see that the problems of a cute little dog don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that. But I’ll always be there for you. All you need to do is whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you? You just put your lips together and... blow.
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