A Dog's Purpose Page #6

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-Bailey, yeah.

-Bailey.

Now, you seem like

a very good dog, Bailey.

- Yeah.

- Excuse me?

-Nice job.

-Oh. Thank you.

Nice.

Yeah... oh!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Keep that away from him.

-Okay, okay, okay.

-You're really good at that.

Thanks.

-Like, really good.

-Yeah?

I was watching you over there.

- Okay.

-Not like that.

I mean... yeah.

See ya.

Hey, uh, if we never

speak again,

I just want to take back

what I said before

about my dog not being smart.

He's actually really smart.

Definitely smarter than me.

Now they both had

a sweaty smell.

You want to, uh... you want

to get a hot dog or something?

Popcorn?

Sure.

Okay, let's do it.

There's some good ones

over here.

Hey, Bailey, come here.

I wanted to save them,

but I didn't know how.

- Come on.

-We done?

-Oh, that was good.

-Never again.

-No! It was fun!

-Thank you.

--Thank you.

- Whoa!

- -Whoa!

Uh-oh, Ethan's in trouble.

I'm gonna die.

I'm gonna die.

I'm gonna die.

-Whoa!

-Whoa!

What's wrong with you?

-Oh, don't worry, Ethan.

-I'll help. -Hey, hey, hey,

hey, no, no, no, no, no.

Stay back. Stay back.

-Bailey, no, no, no.

-But I'm helping.

Bailey, stop! Bailey, Bailey,

Bailey, Bailey, Bailey,

Bailey, stop, stop, stop, stop.

Hey. No.

-Okay.

-Yeah.

Thank you.

Thank you both for the ride.

Why did I eat

so many meat logs?

Yeah, we should do something.

Yes, that would be nice.

It was fun.

It was.

- Except for having to pay

for 28 hot dogs. -

excuse me.

Whoa!

-Yeah, you better go.

You better go quick. -Okay.

-Okay. Bye.

-See ya.

From that moment on,

the girl was a member

of our pack.

I liked her.

Plus she smelled

like biscuits.

Go! Go, Bailey!

We spent every day together.

-That a boy.

-Ready, Bailey?

-Yeah. Go, go, go.

-Ready? Okay, here we go.

-Oh! Good boy!

-What a dive.

What was that?

-Oh! Good boy!

-Swim!

Bring it back!

That a boy.

-Come here, boy.

-That a boy. That a boy.

-Come on.

-Oh, good boy!

-Good boy. Good boy.

-Yeah, good boy.

-Oh! Whoa!

-Hey!

Watch your head.

Good boy.

- No, it's not okay.

- No.

Besides, I'm going.

-Why?

-You don't listen!

Every time I ask you

where something comes from...

You tell me!

You tell me where it's going!

'Cause I earn it!

I earn it! I earn it!

You, uh... you want to go

to town instead?

Yeah.

-Bailey.

-Come on, Bailey!

We howled together.

And sometimes

we would sit in the car

not even going anywhere.

Ethan and Hannah would wrestle

and lick each other.

Are they fighting over food?

Maybe Hannah's hiding

something in her mouth.

Whoa! Whoa!

Nope. Nothing in there.

Oh, my...

What's going on with you?

Man, he loves you.

But no matter how much

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