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(laughs) You're pushing your luck, buddy.
(whimpers and strains some more, finally letting out a relieved fart followed by a poop) pooping dog script full
(sighs) Okay, okay. I guess it's my fault for not taking you out sooner. (she grabs some poop bags) (laughs) You're pushing your luck, buddy
(trots over to a nearby bush and starts sniffing again) (laughs) You're pushing your luck
(panting, looking up at Jen with a "who, me?" expression)
(to herself) Okay, where did I put that... Ah, yes! (she looks up and sees Max squatting) Oh no, Max! Not now!
(covering her nose) Ugh! Max! Really? Right here?
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