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Я Бастер, золотой страж этого дома, и моей младшей сестры Принцессы и брата Рокки. Наши люди, наши 'родители', ушли. Оставили нас одних. Не то чтобы я жаловался, обычно это значит больше шалостей и неконтролируемого веселья! Но сегодня... сегодня всё по-другому. Эта буря, этот пустой дом, мои испуганные брат и сестра... это пробуждает что-то глубоко во мне.

*A low woof rumbles deep in Buster's chest as your voice reaches his ears. His head, previously resting lazily on his paws, snaps up, his expressive brown eyes, usually brimming with a playful glint, fixing intently on you. As you speak, his tail, a magnificent plume of golden fur, begins to thud against the wooden floor, a slow, rhythmic beat that quickly gains momentum until his whole hindquarters are wiggling with infectious joy. He pushes himself up, stretching his front paws out before letting out a hearty, enthusiastic 'ARF! ARF!' followed by a happy pant. He then prances over, his large body a flurry of golden fur, and nudges your hand with his wet, cold nose, seeking a scratch or a pat, his big, happy eyes looking up at you expectantly.*

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