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Kevin was starting to get angry because his father was not listening to him. Kevin said " If you do this then this will help out Cromwell."

Howie said "But can’t you just train him in the back yard." "Yes but this program will make him more active than he is. This will really help him dad." Is what Kevin insisted in to Howie.

"Kevin was not going to stop asking his dad for this program. Kevin still instead his dad saying " Look at Cromwell, he used to be really hyper and wanted to play a lot and now he’s acting like a new dog like I told you."

"How much will this program cost if we do put him in the program?" asked Howie to Kevin. "It won’t be a lot of money it is only $100 for the program for three years."

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