Well it started that we had two mad dogs. Fighting and angry and wanting to be active.

So they proceeded to the labrynth of mirrors. One rather wild dog with many personalities decided to charge the labrynth with great a gusto. He barked and squealed and threatened. With menace in his eyes he viewed the mirrors and threw himself into the cause. He violently squealed and barked and yelped uncontrollably. He got himself frought with excitment. He was sweating and saliva was flung far and wide. Not pretty but the noises echoed and vibrated in the air for many miles. His coat was seen to be covered with sweat, Which you may be aware is quite ghastly for pungent smells as a dog performs.

On reaqching the other side he caught glimplse of the other dog. Immediatelly with passion he sprang his story on the other dog. How bad the other dogs were in his tunnel?How they all barked and threatened him? How he had no choice ?How it was deafening and nearly took him to heart attack pressures on him self?

The oher dog simply rolled his eyes. HE proclaimed that in his tunnel of mirrors, he only met with happy dogs. Gentle quiet dogs . He felt they would do him no harm and as he smiled at them they in turn smiled and gestured back to him. Happiness. He choose to be nice and in return they were all nice back.

MMmm