Rumbo:
Hey. Hey! What's going on?
Young Fluke:
I guess I was dreaming.
Rumbo:
You were what?
Young Fluke:
Uh, dreaming. I was seeing pictures inside my head.
Rumbo:
Pictures ain't got no business being inside your head. Next time you just growl and chase 'em away.
Young Fluke:
Rumbo, have you always been a dog?
Rumbo:
What you talkin' about? What else could I have been?
Young Fluke:
I don't know. A human.
Rumbo:
A two-legger? Me?
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