My bed smells like laundry detergent. Why is she always washing it? She has no clue about dogs.
Hä??
What??
Dann höri halt uuf scharre. Gopf namal.
Fine, I'll stop. But I don't like it.
Jetzt hät si mer es neus Bett mit eme Tuech deet in Egge ta. Eis wo nöd nach mir stinkt.
Now she puts a new bed in my corner, with a blanket. Except, it doesn't stink like me.
Gang i halt wider ufs alte Bett.
So I may as well go back on the old one.
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