[Me]

My dog Daniel is special.

I know, I know, all dogs are special.

But I mean "Special".

He wasn't like the other dogs, sitting around, accidentally falling in lava. What was with them anyway? They would only get up if I lured them with a bone. But not Daniel. It takes multiple bones to make him sit down!

Daniel won't grow to save his life. He is a small as a newborn puppy with the brains of one. But his puppy eyes do all the work in place of that spaghetti inside his pixel head.

We have walks with just us guys and he eats more of my sandwich than I do. Sammy, Sarah, and Susan (My other dogs) love Daniel and keep him under their wing.

[Daniel]

First off, my owner is a little special as in coo-coo.

I mean seriously, he feeds us raw beef. Like I'd get any beef anyway. The other dogs despise me. They hate me so much, for no apparent reason, that I have to wait until they go to sleep before I do.

I hate bones! My owner keeps feeding them to me and telling me to sit, so I sit so I don't have to eat any more of those awful things.

In addition to all that, my life is made more miserable because I am so small! You'd think being so small would give me the best puppy eyes, but no, I don't have any.

At least my owner seems to favor me. He lets me eat the crumbs of his sandwich and takes me for runs so I can kill enderman, skeletons, and whatever else my owner is to weak to take care of himself with all his diamond armor and swords.

He never did figure out that I was the one that pushed the dogs into the lava.