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Omega School was becoming a fast pace for Humphrey after taking those course of days. It was the only thing to get his mind off his parents when he wasn't thinking about anything sad. The classes in omega school were more faster to pass than to be passing on a flea tick on a bad hairy day. However, there was only two classes young Humphrey had trouble passing or couldn't do; The first one was the race track. Each day of the week, when the class wasn't teaching fun things like log sledding or making spitball fights, it could be tracking. What each pup had to do in order to pass the class was to race each other. It sounded simpler for most ome