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On Christmas Day, Aunt Margaret and Uncle George arrived with their new Mastiff, causing chaos as the enormous dog disrupted the festivities. The unexpected guest posed a significant problem for my wife, who suffered from severe dog allergies.

The Mastiff, bounding around the living room and knocking over ornaments, disregarded our explicit invitations prohibiting pets. Attempting composure, I approached the couple, “Aunt Margaret, Uncle George, we’re glad you came, but we asked guests not to bring pets. My wife has severe allergies.”

Aunt Margaret shrugged, unfazed, claiming the Mastiff was well-behaved. Glancing at my wife’s worsening condition, I reiterated our invitation’s guidelines. Oblivious, Uncle George insisted the dog was harmless.

Considering my wife’s health, I asserted, “We need you to take the Mastiff home. It’s in the invitations; we can’t compromise her health.”

Reluctantly, Aunt Margaret agreed, and as they left, the atmosphere normalized, and my wife’s allergies subsided. Despite the disruption, the Christmas gathering continued smoothly, emphasizing the importance of respecting boundaries for everyone’s well-being.

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