Is it true? When they found me in the dog park, they promised that here I'd meet my best "fur"-riend "fur"-ever. Are you my one? You see, life so far has not been kind. The proof is plain in my 1 droopy ear, the scar on my brow, and most of all in my sad eyes. Yet, look into my heart, and you'll discover your un-"fur"-gettable "fur"-ture com-"paw"-nion. Then, let's go home.