Boomer, the neighbor's dog, was always in a catnip mood.
And he loved to eat cat food.
He loved to eat it so much.
Some people thought that his bark sounded like a meow.
And his favorite kind was Purina Cat Chow.
Boomer's owner said to his wife.
Boomer must have been a cat in another life.

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