Happiness. It's relative.

Hello. I am Swirl.
I used to be a working dog. But now I am a laying down dog. Except at the dog park where I run a lot like the old days except by myself. There are other dogs but they just run all over the place and not in a straight line. There aren’t any moose at the dog park. Which is good.
I am learning about plumbing now. I ate the instructions for the man’s new plumbing thing. Then, there was a white circle on the floor so I ate some of it. That’s all I know so far.

I empathize Swirl. It does look quite a bit like a bone.
Exactly.
Oh, my…
Oh no. For such a smart dog, Swirl is a bit dim on plumbing matters. Good thing his mom knows how to tell a good story of it.