“Keep an eye on Mister, all right? If he starts getting sick, take the catnip away.” My dog gave the door to the lab a dubious glance. “Oh, give me a break,” I said. “You’re seven times as big as he is.” Mouse looked none too confident. Thomas blinked at me, and then at the dog. “Can he understand you?” “When it suits him,” I grumped. “He’s smarter than a lot of people I know.” Thomas took a moment to absorb that, and then faced Mouse a little uncertainly. “Uh, okay, look. What I said about Harry earlier? I wasn’t serious, okay? It was totally a joke.” Mouse flicked his ears and turned his
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