I see the other dogs and start to bark.
I smell the looks at the kibble in my bowl.
The dog feels his owners’ hand brushing on his back. My bed is soft and comfy just right for me!
I go outside and barrie my bone. Than I go and chase some cats! My owner throws a stick and says “fetch”. Than I come back with my stick. And he says “good girl”.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
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