Barked: Tue Oct 28, '08 4:29pm PST |
 |  |  |  | I was outside a while ago, waiting for a squirrell to emerge from our big oak tree. Mom called me to come in but I sure don't want to and she doesn't understand. I wonder why I'm so set apart from the other dogs in my family, who run the minute mom calls them inside. Emilee and Ben are Golden Retrievers and Petey is a mixed, smaller sheep dog. I'm trying to fit in but I'm my own dog, if you understand. |  |  |  |  |
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