I’ve enjoyed your company. We had fun along the way. From the first moment you barged your way into the text you made me smile, with your odd quirks as you followed the others through the story. You only played a minor part but I had such high hopes for you.
I hate to have to break the bad news but changes have to be made. Your role is too small and one of my other characters can easily serve the same purpose. You and me – it just hasn’t worked.
There isn’t a place for you in the novel any more.
I won’t forget you. But you’re going to have to be…
I’m so sorry Brucie. It’s never nice to delete a dog!