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You asked me to house/dog sit for you. You had 3 pugs and they were all at your Mom's house. I must have been living in Reseda because I remember driving down Roscoe, thinking that you must be important to me because taking care of these pugs was really out of the way for me (and far from work). I get to your mother's house and had some weird sort of amnesia. I remembered you telling me that one of the pugs was greedy and needed to be fed first or it would steal the food from the others. Funny thing, the greedy one was the runt of the three. The house was dark and those petrified cookies with the label made by Ron were still sitting there. I changed the water and then stood there clueless. The pugs could speak so they told me how I needed to feed them and when you would be back (in 5 days). I obeyed their requests and then found huge trays of gourmet baked goods. It was Christmas time. I tried some of everything.