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It was just after breakfast on that fateful Monday morning when the doorbell to the Four Paws Retirement Home rang.
Miz Bullsy started to the door but Rodney came hopping out of his office and yelled, Wait! I'll get it. Umm, I mean please don't trouble yourself, Miz Bullsy.
Rodney waited until Miz Bullsy had started back to the living room, and then he quietly opened the door. Ah, there you are. I've been expecting you. And, with that, Rodney could be seen hustling someone, who seemed to be rather short, down the hall and into his office. It all happened so quickly that before they knew it, the residents heard the door to Rodney's office slam shut.
Miz Bullsy stood frozen, her mouth hanging open.
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