Getting ready for bed one night, Master rolled over and took ALL the covers from off of me.
It was freezing cold in there and I complained without thinking "You took all my covers!"
He stared at me.
"What do you own in this bed?"
I realized my mistake, "Nothing, Master".
"That's right, nothing. Nothing but the puddles."
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