Missy gone long walkies an not comin back for over a dog year. Not like. Boss no like. Him smell sad and lonely but not say so.
I meen, wassa dog to do? Got no talks to make boss feel better and me try doggy doctrin, but him tell me put my tongue away cos him no like.
Me cuddle to bosses leg an he scratch me ears which big goods. Me like, but Boss got such big sads I's can feel it.
I's only a dog.
Monday, December 14, 2009
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