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"What nonsense!" By now I was really annoyed. "I read about that in Bentzi's encyclopedia — there are places where animals are kept in poor conditions and trained with cruel punishments. What does that have to do with us? We'll just bring Peaky to Zchus Avos and let him strut back and forth a few times in front of the audience. He won't mind at all."

"You don't know what he'll mind and what he won't!" retorted Moishy. "You only saw him once. I visited him lots of times already. I'm his friend and I know he doesn't want us to take him out of his home and make him be in a stupid play.”

"It's not a stupid play!"

"Yes it is!"

“No it’s not!”

“Yes it is, and I’m not going to do anything to help you with it!” Moishy got up, pushing his chair back hard.

The chair fell to the floor with a loud crash. Moishy ran out of the room. Bentzi, Tova, and I were left speechless.

I got up slowly, walked over to the knocked-down chair and picked it up. "What's the matter with Moishy? It's not like him to behave this way!"