When Cheese and I went to the ball fields last night this big, brown dog with an old man face sniffed my rear then followed us. His name is Dude and I think he's one of those sharpee dogs. He said it was love as soon as he caught wind of my fine aroma. He also said he likes the
swing in my backyard (whatever that means). While momma and daddy are out of town, he's coming over to wrestle.
I have to go roll in something dead and get ready.
peace,
daisy
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