
I’m Oakley, the one and only. “Woof, woof, woof,” is my signature move to say, “Hey, who are you, and why are you in my house?” You might wonder, “Why all the barking, Oakley?” Well, let’s just say I’ve seen things. Life on the streets hardens you. It makes you suspicious of everyone, even the humans with treats.
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