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Chapter 43: Crushed Again

“So I am not dead! That’s one cause for a celebration.

“And my human finally noticed me!”

“Your human? I don’t think that’s right!” it was the white dog with brown patches that spoke, the leader of the three, the one that stayed in the middle crate.

“Yeah, it’s premature for you to say that!” agreed the black one.

Polly was about to say something when he felt his legs depart from the ground. When he looked behind him, he saw that his human was carrying him with her bare hands. He could feel all ten fingers, her palm supporting his whole body.

He had never experienced being held like that by a human. He was so high from the ground. If he fell, he could really break more bones. But he looked at her face. She did not look like she was about to do that.

She then held Polly with just one hand and opened the crates of the three larg

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