Home Is Where the Arf Is


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 * Well, I've got the license... Now all I've gotta do is head home and get it back to Lady.
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 * Poor Pidge's been holed up in the doghouse ever since she lost it... and I don't blame her, either.
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 * With the kinda dogcatchers we got in this town, even a class act like her can't be out on the streets without credentials!
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 * With the kinda dogcatchers we got in this town, even a class act like her can't be out on the streets without credentials!
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 * Build Lady and Tramp's Home.
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 * 50, 400
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 * Yep, that's our place, all right. Smack in the middle of Snob Hill... I can smell it a mile away!
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 * Smells like collar starch, too many tulips, and too few risks, if you're curious.
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 * Sure beats my old digs, though. That place was... uh... well, "pungent" is putting it nicely.
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 * Sure beats my old digs, though. That place was... uh... well, "pungent" is putting it nicely.
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