The pup who speaks words of wisdom is like a gentle dew watering the soul, refreshing the heart, and helping the flowers of joy to bloom along the path of life. While the pup who storms out words of spite are like a blasting sand that destroys all within its path. They type of pup you will be and the path you will leave is up to you.

Why is it that whenever I want to be a gloomy, thundering rain cloud you always have to speak such infuriating words of wisdom? I mean do you really expect me to say that I want to be the type of pup who destroys everything in his path? Of course I want to help the flowers of happiness to bloom.