Eric: I've heard rumours Flynn, and I've seen those nasty boxes on wheels that the Beans put all their clothes in. You know what that means don't you. I think we should check the garage out.
Flynn: Yikes your right Eric, it's all cleaned up and the carpet is going down, and did you see that pile of kitty litter bags? It can only mean one thing.
Eric: Our boxes are here as well. Hmphh, they are on top of each other. Does that mean we are having bunk beds?
Flynn: I'll check this carpet, make sure it is okay for baffing on.
Flynn: Yup, seems okay, I'll just make sure it passes the rolling test.
Eric: Our outdoor run has been moved near to the wall as well. Dad bolts the run against the garage wall so we can still get out in the fresh air.
Eric: Hey dad! Do you need a paw to push this run into place?
Flynn: Never mind about that Eric! Look what I've found.
I've got a plan. If I sit on it and refuse to move, the Beans won't be able to leave us.
Flynn: And of course, as you all know, my plan didn't work.
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