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Papa seems to be so busy with writing papers for his exam. I only see him when he bathes me, cuts my nails, changes my diapers, wipes my face, or plays with me. So I decided that I should sit on his lap and help him write his papers. But he ignored me every time I made constructive comments! So I complained. Loudly. The higher authority, i.e. mama, intervened and took me for a walk.

We seem to go on a lot of walks nowadays. But sometimes papa is not with us. I know because the papa mule smells different from the mama mule. Papa is stinkier.