The children were hungry. Hungry for vengeance.
For they had been wronged, betrayed by the one they trusted the most.
Spot had eaten all of their cookies.
And so, Spot had to be punished for his crimes.
The children gathered together in the backyard, and decided on what would become of the betrayer.
After much deliberation, they came to a decision.
Spot would receive no treats, belly rubs, or good boys for a week.
Such was the price he had to pay for stealing what was rightfully theirs.
Meanwhile, Spot was laying in the sunlit grass. He didn't know what his little humans were doing, but he hoped one of them would want to play later. For Spot loved his little humans, and they had seemed sad for some reason that day. Playing would make them feel better, he knew.
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