So yesterday was rough. It started out all right, but then we went to the vet - which was fine. I was excellent. After that, though... I don't know what's wrong with these people. They play tug of war with my rope toy with me, but they do not like to play tug of war with their shorts? Seems easier to me than carrying around a rope. They give me toys to chew on, but don't want me to chew on shoes. Know what rhymes with "chews"? Shoes!
They don't understand my end of the day celebrations, either. I like to run and run and run and run and run and run and run and play and run. Mostly run. It's a celebration of life. It's a celebration of the fact that we explored and learned and enjoyed the thrills of another day. I'm not just doing it for me. I'm doing it for all of us.
I have so much to teach them.
Lily.
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