White Dog and I debated the virtues of the trusty sidekick. "You do understand," I sneered condenscendingly, "that Lassie is a fictional character--a figment of some fat old white dude's hyperactive imagination!"
"Ah, but what you don't understand," she yipped, "is that the need for loyal companionship is hardwired into the human psyche. That's why you are sitting here now."
Falling into a silent truce, she licked my face as I stroked the soft fur of her ears.
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