A few years ago, you found a dog breeder through a classified ad in the newspaper that bred white German Shepherds. When you arrived, you discovered the fuzziest little puppy waiting for me. He was so happy to see me, and you fell in love with him immediately and had to take him home. You named him Bolt because of a strange marking in the shape of a lightning bolt on his left side.

A few months later, you discovered that he could talk, and you got to know each other a lot better.

This is your story:

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You arrive home after a Friday at work to Bolt waiting for you at the door.

"Hey!! I'm so glad you're home," Bolt says.

"You know I wouldn't leave you for long," you reply.

"So you wanna get down to it?" he asks.

"Of course," you say as you grab a shrinking potion out of the cupboard. You take a sip from it, and begin to shrink shortly after. Bolt walks over to you and he ---